The year's end

It seems hard to believe that a year has gone by now. A year of tears, a year of unexpected joys and unexpected downs. A year nonetheless, as it draws to its slow close, of hope and courage. Courage indeed, to face the future with a new outlook and new hopes and expectations.

How far one has come. It feels like an eternity of experiences has imparted a change of direction, yet left its mark on life which shall never be the same again. That this is not in totality a bad thing is reassuring, especially when it is understood that these same emotions and ideas learnt, have endowed the will to keep searching for those things that matter.

A year now, and the past feels well gone though some parts, not necessarily events but more intangible and intractable concepts such as feelings are, still play a large part in the everyday present. How and why are questions which will probably never have an answer, but the result is felt. I am, and now I feel, will be.