Last of the Decade

Miss you, bun.

As we end the decade, I reflect that 2019 wasn't all that great to me and hubs. We lost a good friend and hubs' aunt this year to cancer, and we had to say goodbye to our beloved Amber bun a few weeks ago.

There have been some notable high points in the last 10 years, such as hubs and I buying our own place, both of us going vegan, me finishing my Master's degree, and being able to experience the Vancouver 2010 Olympics outside our own front door. However, the positive nature of these occurrences starts to wane in the context of current political climes, an inordinate focus by the media on negative stories, and recent experiences that have been more bad than good.

But tomorrow brings a new year - and with it, a renewed hope that things can be better. There may be joy, yet.

Thanks to all of you who nudged me to start this blog about our trip to Antarctica. I really hadn't planned on writing anything! But it's been a nice distraction from a mostly sorrowful (at worst) and lacklustre (at best) holiday season. And it's forced me to revisit all of our trip planning materials and brush up on stuff we probably need to know before travelling, which has definitely been a bonus.

Cheers to you. May 2020 be kind to all kinds.