Everything changed in 2011. I grew up. I learnt.
...that your dealing with life is your own. That you cease to expect and start to live. A simple theory of self-settlement. And my peace was bought.
Last year, I dramatically wrote a letter to year 2010 asking...no...make that pleading...for 2011 to be at least marginally kind. It was more than that.
Meaningful, propelling and simply happy, 2011 was the year I found myself beginning to discover who I might be.
To the year that was- so special so splendid, here's a loving adieu! You'll be remembered fondly, and hopefully the one ahead has some nice stories to write as well.
Here's wishing everyone a promising new year!