It’s been a torrid year in many regards, but it strikes me that there are always reasons to be cheerful.
First love, broken hearts, bad poetry.
Reconciliation, forgiveness, redemption, revenge.
Conviviality, community, living-together-ness.
The changing of the seasons.
The freedom to travel, nostalgia, wanderlust, longing for home.
Dreams, disappointments, glorious failures.
Those places where angels hover, unseen.