Historically, September 12th seems to be a bad day to read the headlines. It's the day when Dubbya declared the War on Terror; when Hurricane Frederick demolished southern Alabama. Today, Sarah Palin is talking about going to war with Russia (to avoid another Cold War) if she becomes the US President.
It's not all doom though... Teenagers rediscovered the
Lascaux caves in 1940.
Lunik II became the first successful moon probe in 1959, and three years later JFK announced that the USA would win the space race and put a man on the moon,"not because they are easy, but because they are hard." It's also become something of a
tradition for me to to write something on my birthday - pausing for a moment to take stock of another year.
So, what's happened over the last twelve months?
This time last year I was wading across a sandbar at Portballintrae, on the Irish coast. A month later I was back in Melbourne, and by the new year I was launching a business in earnest. I've been to five countries (and one state) that I'd never visited before, and then settled back down as something of a hermit after getting home. I've watched as friends have gotten married and started families, and I've started organising my own wedding. As
jilavre mentioned, "It's weird to be getting older. But I can't think of a bunch of people that I'd prefer to do it with."
Right at the moment, I'm trying to work out what I'll be doing in the immediate future.
aeliel leaves for France tomorrow, and I'll be spending most of the next few weeks back in Somerville. Dad has started feeling much worse over the last few days, so I'll only be back in Melbourne occasionally while Louise is away. I hope life is treating you well, wherever it has taken you lately.