31st December 2013 – Goodbye and thank you

This blog ends today, 31st December 2013. Sadly, I have not been well enough to complete it as I would have wished, which is a real shame. I have been in hospital recovering from a severe kidney infection which very nearly took my life. I feel blessed to still be here and to be getting better every day. 

I would like to say a huge thank you to all of you who have followed this blog so faithfully throughout the year – I am very proud of what I have achieved with it and of how popular it has been. 

If you would like to keep up with what I am doing, then please follow my other blog: http://lizterryblog.wordpress.com/, where I write about my life and anything else which catches my eye and makes me want to write.

Thanks again for all your support this year, and I wish you all a happy and healthy 2014.

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Unfortunately Liz is in hospital with a serious illness. She will be very upset when she is well enough to remember that she got so close to completing 365 days. Thank you for supporting her, and I am sure she will be blohng again soon. From Liz’s partner, Dee.

16th December 2013 – practice nurse

She bustles cheerfully around the room, shoes clicking softly on the lino floor. Deftly, she transfers samples into bottles and labels them. She invites complete trust; she knows her job well.

15th December 2013 – storm

It sweeps in silently on the wind. A sudden sheet of rain is thrown at the window, rattling like gravel on windows and roofs. As quickly as it arrives, it disappears.

14th December 2013 – weeping tree

Golden tresses wave in the pale sunlight. Fire colours flicker – red, yellow, orange. Leaves slowly burning, their tiny flames fanned by the bitter winter wind.

13th December 2013 – smoker

Stripy top and skinny jeans, slim white cigarette held tightly between her long fingers. The yellowed lines around her mouth show a lifetime of slavery to this deadly addiction.

12th December 2013 – twins

The same faces, hair and even glasses mark them out as special. One wears bright red trousers and a fleece with green stars; the other pale green trousers and pink love hearts. Different souls reside within these identical bodies.

11th December 2013 – fog

It sits in the valley like condensed milk, heavy and sticky in the cold morning air. Views disappear as if by magic, a whitewashed wall in their place.

10th December 2013 – nest

Branches stripped bare reveal its black shadow against the pale grey sky. A Spring-built, careful little bundle of sticks, moss and hope. Now it hangs abandoned, its usefulness spent, waiting for its time to come again.

9th December 2013 – Christmas lights

Twinkling and multi-coloured, they fill the living room window. Illuminating the darkness of these short days, a small square of merriness piercing the gloom.