And next year's words await another voice.
What we call the beginning is often the end
And to make an end is to make a beginning.
In the beginning of January, it was suggested to me, to write my hopes for the year on a piece of paper and carry it with me, tucked in my pocket. I do always like new beginnings, as if they are a chance to try again...or even to move ahead.
I am excited at what the year might bring. So I have thought...and thought...what I might hope for in this coming year. And I think I have finally decided. What would you hope for?