Dear 2014: A Welcome Note

...so you have arrived in our midst, quietly, unspectacularly. Last evening, after bidding farewell to 2013 by penning the last entry in the yearly diary, as I have always done for the past so many years, I took out your book- bound version and leafed through the empty pages. They exuberantly smelt of fresh ink and paper, newness, still uninhabited by the litany of meals to be consumed, conversations spoken, sights seen, and moments experienced which would rapidly populate them.

You are an unbloomed bud - and as you unfurl your petals, like a bird taking flight for the first time, I await to see the texture of your petals, hear your colors, and smell the music of you growing.

Welcome...