Fare thee well, 2015.

Posted by on Jan 1, 2016 in yak

Rest your weary feet, 2015. You did good.

You were a year of harsh winter and cruel summer, and lengthy mild days in between. You brought with you hopes turned into great horrors turned back again. And for me, many small joys to balance one sudden sorrow.

Rest now. You are memory bitter and sweet, but a treasure to a human being still in progress.