Peace, quiet and mulled wine

I am shattered after four days of guests, parties, food – too much food – and wine. It's been so good to see the people I care about most but I was pleased to come home, shut the door, and listen to the quiet.


I haven't made any new year's resolutions. Unless they're supremely small, I tend to fail. I also won't make any predictions about the coming decade.

Looking back over this one, I could never have predicted where it would take me. My life is so different from what I had thought it would become. Neither in a good or bad way, just different. So, I will continue to look forwards and seek out opportunities and adventures, friendships and relationships but I won't begin to imagine where the next decade will take me, Instead, I will try to plough on and enjoy or endure whatever comes my way with gratitude and curiosity.

Tonight, I will mull the end of the bottle of red wine that sits open on my kitchen amongst all the dishes and a enjoy a final taste of winter's festivities and some peace.