Marking the beginning of 2016 in the winter chill, knuckles clasped tight around our sparklers, each of us another shadow in the massive, buzzing crowd on top of Primrose Hill. The world class fireworks from Westminster was a silent, shimmering glimmer in the distance and as midnight clocked in, the weight of the past year slowly seeped in and sunk into me. It's been one of the most challenging past twelve months - and I'm not sure if I'm ready to reflect and recollect. Here's to getting through and growing with more grace.
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