It’s been bumpy to say the least. There is of course much to be thankful for, but also much to leave behind.
Instead of a long, soppy goodbye, I am picking 13 words for the year that has passed. Because I like words. And I’ve spent a lot of the year stringing them up. So here they are, standing alone and holding their weight to represent the 365 days I’ve had, recorded in my trusty week-to-view organiser.