It’s time to say goodbye…. ~ Northernmum

[subscribe2]As 2012 starts to slowly shuffle around picking up his bits and packing his bags, I find myself biting my fist resisting the urge to help him on his way and shove him out the door.

I can see 2013 lingering at the doorway, politely coughing and stamping his feet to try and keep warm.  He doesn’t want to come too early but he is eager to start the new year.

I catch 2013’s eye and hold it for a moment.  Can he see my silent prayer?

Does he know 2012 left me battered and bruised and my expectations shattered, does he plan to hold my hand through his reign and leave me jubilant when he walks away in one years time.

2012 grumbles for a moment as he rolls up another pair of socks and then with a malicious giggle he tosses me a reminder for a hospital appointment I almost forgot.  He then grabs a small shrivelled pancreas and adds it to his bag with a smirk.

2012 leaves his legacy, it is a relationship that has branded me, yet we survived.   I have lost friends whilst 2012 held me in his grip, loved ones that I just forgot to call back whilst trying to live.  2013 looks more amenable, it looks like time to win them back.  A limp in one child and an insulin deficiency in the other means we cannot forget the turbulent year but we can move on, together.

2013, I see you.

I see the twinkle in your eye, I see dreams of a better year circling around you.

2012, It is time to say goodbye.

36 thoughts on “It’s time to say goodbye…. ~ Northernmum”

  1. Yes, I do feel like that, for completely different reasons but 2012 has left me wary and cautious, two traits I wasn’t at the beginning of 2012.

    Very best of luck to you and yours and may 2013 bring you much laughter and happiness – cheers to that!

  2. Sorry 2012 has been so rough for you.
    But for me, I’m nervous to welcome 2013 because he holds so many hopes for me. Next year is when youngest starts school – and I can start thinking about what I want to do with this next portion of my life.
    It’s scary. 2012 has been safe.
    2013 could make my dreams come true, or shatter them completely.

  3. Not sure what to think of 2012. It was horrific in the sense that my Dad lost hid fight with cancer, but it also brought the birth of my son and my sister’s wedding. 2013 will start with me being booked into hospital for surgery – not something I’m looking forward to either…

  4. Things can only get better…as someone once sang and it’s one of my mottos, even though you wouldn’t believe it when I’m being all moany on the blog! Wishing you all a very happy 2013 xx

  5. I really like the way you have written this .
    I am sorry that 2012 was a bit pants, to out it mildly and I really hope this year proves to be much, much better
    Thanks for letting me link to your post
    Happy new year x

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