Rhi and I welcomed in 2014 with cold fountains, hot cinnamon donuts, the feel of wet grass saturating our dresses and the loud, familiar bang of fireworks.
Every year brings with it remnants of the past and the exciting possibility of something new.
This year, I shed regrets from the years before and welcomed in something beautiful.
No expectations, no regrets, just the happy, cathartic feeling of letting go...
Happy 2014!
