This is might be considered a belated post, since we’re well into 2017 now. Strange, but usually when the start of a new year has begun, it takes me awhile to get used to writing whatever new year we’re in, but not this year. I think I’m used to it already.
The beginning of 2016 was a difficult time for us as a family. We were going through the process of selling our home and buying a house we’ve fallen in love with. If you’ve been reading my blog for some time now, you might remember that all that fell apart late March. The whole experience traumatised us, not only because house-buying-selling in England as everyone knows (well at least the ones who’ve gone through it) is a pain in the neck. But mostly it was because of the incompetence of our solicitor and the Cornwall council but I won’t get into the details, that’s all in the past now. Good-bye 2016, I am so over you.
The year improved as we found a different house, moved in, licked our wounds clean and eventually settled in our new home. This year our little family has also managed to form new-significant relationships with special people, that definitely was a bonus and almost made up for our harrowing experience earlier in 2016.
While we or I don’t have any grand plans this year, my only wish is that there would be continued good health in our little family, my family back home and my extended family here in England.
My word of the week, although it isn’t a word, but a number is 2016.
What is yours?