So that is that. Another year done. 2012 was such a challenging year for many of us and for a variety of reasons. I'm mostly glad it is done with, though it is not a year I regret living through.
I'm looking forward to 2013. I have no idea what it will bring.. I have no plans. I am curious to see what will come my way. I am turning 50 this year and honestly I am conflicted in how I feel about that. I do know that I would like to live my life with more energy this year - I cannot explain it better than that.
Margot and I found a tiny park on the foreshore at Balmain to watch the 9.00pm fireworks. In the park were a number of people of all nationalities...all the accents mingling in the warm night air. A Muslim family whose patriarch quietly and without embarrassment knelt and prayed whilst children swung on the swings nearby. A Greek family next door were roasting meat on a spit and dancing on their balcony.
We went back before midnight to a different place. An old man talked to the English girl next to me about different places in Sydney she must visit. A group of rowdy young boys stood behind us, counting down the last seconds before midnight.
We got to bed about 2.00am - all my family under one roof. It took me ages to get to sleep - every time I shut my eyes all I could see were fireworks.
Happy New Year!