Out with the old

It's been a strange year.  There have been happy moments and a few when we almost despaired when we couldn't see any light at the end of the tunnel.  Now we start a new year with all the usual hopes and a few worries - and still a lot of sorting out to do with M's affairs. 
Slowly things are happening - a buyer found for the stairlift, responses from various organisations which will allow us to start the long process of winding things up, and starting to feel that we might go forward.  It's hard to change your life overnight, however much one longs to, and we had been living a restricted life for five long years - almost like becoming institutionalised.  We haven't yet got used to being able to walk freely through the door, lock it behind us, and come back when we please.
Grand-daughter has changed from a small baby at the beginning of the year to a walking, sort of talking toddler who gives us a lot of pleasure and we have more time for her and our friends and family. 
The blog should really be renamed, there isn't a Me any longer.  Watch this space, who knows what we might do now - though at present getting up late, eating when we feel like it and going to bed late or early are life's greatest small pleasure.
Happy New Year to you all, I hope we all have a New Year full of happiness.