The Last Post is sounded at sunset at every military camp when the flag is brought down signifying day’s end. This is my last post of the year albeit without  bugle call and  lowering of flag . However, I think the end of this year needs to be acknowledged as is the end of all years.

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The highlight of this year was transitioning to grandparenthood and even now after 9 months I do a double take when someone addresses me as “granny”. In my heart I don’t feel like one but of course reality says otherwise. This year has been one of great learning not only as a grandmother but also as a mother. I realised that life lessons are never really lessons for life – all that I’d learnt as a mother I soon forgot and had to re-learn as a grandmother.

Travelling solo was another experience that differentiated this year from the others gone past. It reassured me that I had a brain that could think for itself and that if I wouldn’t get lost in unknown territory.

Relationships that are always hard to figure out continued to remain difficult terrain with old relationships falling by the wayside for reasons still unknown to me and new ones being forged in the most unlikely circumstances.

Looking back I find that I’m no closer to achieving my targets than what I was when I set them out 365 days ago – issues that needed sorting out, still remain to be sorted.

New Years have come and gone unnoticed these past few years as I slept through them like an everyday night, but tonight I shall awake  to welcome the New Year not to the sound of hooters from the ships anchored  in the Backbay but to the cries for a mid-night feed of the newest man in my life.

Happy New Year All!