Dear 2014,
I love you. I really do.
And, in just 20 days we have already shared a round of family flu, a case of head lice (oh yes), lost luggage, missed flights, snow storms and the Ice Armageddon. That’s the short list.
Do we need an intervention, a smudging ceremony, a new word for the year? Or maybe just a cup of tea by the fire and a few hours spilling in my journal?
Just say the word and it’s a date.
Yours completely,
me
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