2012, 2013, 2014, full of challenges….and now we have crossed the threshold into 2015. If this were a novel, it could be described as beginning with the trite but familiar “it was a dark and stormy night….” with the first three chapters, “extremely” dark. Could Chapter 4 be a bright and shining star? It could be, if….this time I get it right….and if not, then the beginning of a brand-spanking-new chapter in “my” personal life, which my husband, the llamas, the dogs, the cats, my children, and my grandchildren will eagerly and happily embrace.
2015….the market will become….a pick your own, with all proceeds (if there are any) going to restoration of the old school’s roof. If not, then I will have lots to put in my freezer. Neither time nor money will be wasted. Haven’t figured it all out yet, but the market will cease to exist as it does now. What I do know is that in less than three years I will be 70 and, having spent the better part of the last two months of 2014 recovering from a virulent case of the flu and my husband recuperating from emergency surgery, I have had to face how fleeting time is and that I am not bionic.
To those loyal customers who have stayed through thick and thin, coming in good weather and bad, extending helping hands in friendship, I can not say “thank YOU” enough. Thanks for believing in me. I wish you all the best in 2015, wherever it takes you.
Hugs to you all,