November reflections

Today 11 years ago, was the last time I saw my sister.

I normally don't remember this date very much as her anniversary is so soon but for some reason it stuck in my head today.

The memory got me thinking about the usual things I think about in November

-The brevity of life

-The apparent lack of meaning of life

-My year gone by

-My year to come

This year, my feelings on life have been pretty different to the past few years.

I swore that I would make 2015 my year.

There are many things that I haven't done in 2015 but many things I have.

I have most definitely not managed a bikini body BUT I did fix my teeth.

I may not have managed a move to Glasgow BUT I did move to Aberdeen

I may not have found the man to tame me BUT I have made some amazing friendships.

(And if we are honest, it is doubtful I shall ever be tamed)

If this year has thought me anything, it has been that you can't predict life.

So many things have caught me off guard this year.

-Moving to Aberdeen

-Learning about Beaufest from the real life Beau

-Sharing a flat with Craig and Aberdeen Steve

-Making the most unnatural decision of my life, and ending a toxic relationship

But each of these things has been a wonderful experience.

Older friendships have solidified. Some have fizzled.

Some family relationships have deteriorated, others have grown beyond expectation.

This year has been a great year.

There is still a month left.

I am optimistic that it is going to get better.

As early as it is to say it,

I am spending New Years/Hogmanay in Glasgow with my pal, Paul and his lovely missus.

It feels rather fitting that this is where I will be for the turn of the year as Glasgow has featured so much in my life this past year and hopefully will continue to feature as much irrespective of what the future holds.

My pondering has arrived to this conclusion.

-Life is short.

-Life is what you make it.

-The past year has been a roller coaster year but a good one.

-Next year will be even better.

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