A strange old year, a long year, a year that felt like no time at all and forever all in one.
Harrogate is coming up next weekend, the theakstons crime festival. That means it will have been a year sinceI went into therapy. In the last year I have achieved everything and more that I set out to. I have divorced (decree nisi will be through by then) although I didn’t know this time last year that I wanted to. I have lost the weight , competed in a tournament, got a tattoo, figured out a good chunk of who I am and what I do and more importantly don’t want.
More than that, this year at Harrogate I will be launching my own small business, a service you will all hear about soon. I will be trialling a new, more confident me out in public.
It’s been a strange 12 months, stressful, sad, happy, wonderous, full of new friends and feelings and full of loss and grief, full of achievement and satisfaction. Full of kick ass and Country music. I wonder what the next 12 months will bring.