2015. A word.

Well, 2014 passed in a flash and we are almost at the end of February too! How did that happen? Anyway before the new year is totally forgotten I wanted to write about the idea of having a word for the year. I came across the idea whilst catching up on some blogs (Welsh hills again and A Quiet Corner to name two). It isn’t so much a resolution but more just something to strive for.


After much thinking I decided on happy as my word for 2015. Someone I used to work with said how much I had changed over the last few years and it really made me stop and think. Inherently I don’t think I have changed as a person. I am still fun-loving, enthusiastic and as some would say, slightly dotty! But that side of me definitely doesn’t show itself so much these days. Somehow the trials and tribulations of the last few years have really squashed that side of me a bit so I laugh less and mess around less. I also seem to have been sleepwalking through the last few years. Not really making any decisions, just drifting and not really feeling alive.


So my mission this year is to find my happiness. Find the things that fill me with laughter and joy. The things that put a spring in my step. I am going to try and find something joyful in every day and really feel alive.


The photos are from a glorious walk along the canal with friends. It was wet and muddy and the dog loved it :-)