I write late this morning thanks to a vacation, looking out the window at a sea of gray clouds and the damp of rain. It's a very fitting end to the year - very fitting because we find ourselves desperately in need of rain.
A very fitting end of the year as well because it represents the forces that have played out of the course of the year, a combination of the drought of some things and the refreshing rain of others.
It has been an interesting year, with many things that I had not anticipated happening. I had not anticipated writing and publishing one book, let alone two. I had not anticipated actually finishing Nanowrimo with a 50,000 word novel in 30 days. I had anticipated competing in one Highland Games; I got two. I had anticipated writing in another blog; I had not anticipated finding a theme in that blog that would sustain multiple posts.
But there were other things as well. I had not anticipated the fact that Na Clann would all do so well in sports, or that Nighean Gheal would have such a lead role in the school musical. I had not anticipated my cheeses would do so well - or that my garden would do so poorly. There was much to be grateful for.
It was also somewhat disappointing in all that did not happen. A career change that didn't happen though I tried. A number of personal goals which I thought would be achievable which were not. The purchase of a new house which was delayed by the sale of the house in Old Home.
But in a sense that's all irrelevant at the moment: it is 31 December 2012 and the year has about 14 hours to run. Nothing new is going to happen today that did not happen up to this point, but neither is anything likely to fall apart that has not already done so.
All in all, a satisfactory year.
One of the great benefits of the end of the year is the following year, of course: the fact that 365 days of golden opportunity await us upon rising tomorrow, filled with the promise of reaching for even higher achievements, better developments and greater joys.
This year is now past, Enjoy what one can, let the rest go.
The New Year is coming. It will be a good one.