New Years Eve 2005

December 31 2005, what a year it's been. So much has happened that it's hard to believe that just 12 months ago, Mal and I were sitting on the edge of the Yarra River watching the fireworks mark the start of this year.

Of course, Mal is no longer in this world. That was the biggest shock of 2005, and a huge loss that I will feel deeply for a long time. Mal was a special person, and one without whom I wouldn't be where I am today.

But 2005 did have its positive side. Firstly, my first overseas holiday, which was the most prominant symbol of achievements in Amateur Radio. But the biggest surprise and joy was meeting another wonderful man, Mark. Knowing that many friends are yet to find their first special someone, I thought a second round of such luck was just asking for too much, but the mysterious ways of the Universe had other plans, and delivered a miracle to close off 2005.

This year, New Years Eve will be different. For the first time in 14 years, Mal won't be there, and instead of being somewhere around the suburbs, Mark and I will be in the bush camping, with the only fireworks being the stars and whatever meteors that happen to fall. As the clock ticks past midnight, I will remember a year that's changed my life totally. In what direction, I don't know yet. Guess that's what 2006 is for.

2005 was a year of triumph, tragedy and miracles. Let's hope for a quieter 2006 to build our new life together.

Happy New Year to all!