Its not just me, is it? 2012 was amazing. It was a year like any other, with tragedies large and small, people lost, hearts broken. And in the midst of this was a financial collapse that continues to wreak havoc on so many people’s lives, mine included; and I live in the West where that just means trying to manage on less money. In other places it means more than I can imagine. But here we are, 2012 drawing to a close in chilly little England, and I can only see what was amazing. The Olympics and the Jubilee brought our little land together in celebration, absurdity, and the usual arguing. I still can’t see any of the athletics footage without wanting to jump out of my chair as if it were live. I can’t see Danny Boyle’s breathtaking opening ceremony without feeling frankly very proud of our nation, under attack though many of its greatest achievements may be (I♥theNHS). And listening (as I am) to Public Enemy’s Harder Than You Think just serves to remind me about Channel 4’s fantastic presentation of the Paralympics – the trailer alone helping redefine what disabilities means to thousands of people – Meet the Superhumans indeed.
Personally, its been a year of revelation, too – seeing my beautiful children further grow into the amazing young women they are going to become, seeing my business strengthen & change, and spending my year doing something I love – and something which is such a privilege too. I get to tell tales. I get to take pictures of people making the most public declaration of the love they share, I get to spend time with families and children whom will never be exactly the same again as they were that afternoon in the forest, or morning in their cosy home. What’s more, I get to do it all again next year.
I apologise for the gushing. Maybe I am feeling hormonal. Maybe I am just contemplating the kids coming out of school in a few hours time, ready for a holiday where they will demand 24 hour entertainment… Or maybe its just Christmas. And maybe instead I am not going to apologise, I am going to say have an amazing Christmas to go with your amazing year, and have a look below at some pictures of my amazing year. And I promise not to use the word ‘amazing’ again in a blog post until 2014*
*I’m lying about that.
PLUS! Fenton. Made my year.