Why 2023 Won't be "Our Year"

So. 

2022.

It's... Been a year.

Missy has gone up and down the length of the UK, from Sussex to Aberdeen and plenty in between. Highlights were most definitely our holiday at the 100 Aker Woods and our Jubilee Jamboree which spanned not one, but two posts!

We've had some real highs with her passing her PAT assessment and visiting carehomes, and some real, quite scary, lows with her going through a cancer scare at Easter time.

This year we have plenty of adventures planned, but I think we're going to be taking the world at a slower pace and try to enjoy each moment. Missy turns 10 this year, so it's not only in her benefit to slow things down, but for the wellbeing of hubby and I too. Last year was a another in a long line of years were we have consistently put others first, and we need to establish some boundaries before we burn out. 

Above: Missy demonstrating the best way to approach 2023. With adequate caution!  

So. I'm not gonna jynx anything by calling out 2023 as "my year", or saying its gonna be the best one yet, the 2020s have taught us to be cautious of such thoughts. So Missy and I are gonna wish everyone happiness and joy for 2023, because, after all, it's all we really need and want.