From our deck, the sun setting on 2014
Another year has gone by, and despite experiencing many great events in 2014, it's a year I'm ready to put behind me.
It's the year I lost my father, and no number of accumulated "positives" can erase that association with that year.
Waking up to 2015 at our friends' farm in Lozère
Last year, I spent my New Year's Eve alone in the Ibis Blagnac hotel in Toulouse, readying myself for a nearly impromptu flight back to the USA to celebrate my father's 85th birthday: his last.
This year, a fancy réveillon with all the trimmings truly didn't appeal to me. (Actually, it seldom does.)
We were very happy to accept an invitation from close friends who have a farm in Lozère. Just the four of us and great food, conversation...and getting to bed at 1:30 am, early by French standards!
I hope your New Year's Eve celebration was as nice as ours, and that you hold as much hope as I do for a joyful and rewarding 2015.