The year in review – the final post of 2021

This is the final post of 2021. Thank you for another year of support, I appreciate you very much. As always, if there’s something you’d like to see more of, just let me know and I’ll happily oblige dear reader <3

I’ve always enjoyed the Christmas cards which detail what each member of a family experienced throughout the year. Tommy graduated college, Sally moved to New York City, Dad retired after 30 years at X company, Mom is continuing to hold this family together. I suppose that’s what this final post of 2021 is.

I recently had COVID (they got me gal!). Quarantining for 10 days gives you a lot of time to think. Too much time, some might say. The conclusion of any year also always provides the usual undesired opportunity to think a lot, as there is no clear definition of time during the days between Christmas and New Years. I lay in bed with a 102° fever, wondering a.) when I would begin to feel better and b.) if I had done enough with my year. This is not a fun combination, but the brain tends to stray into strange, unwanted territory with ample time on one’s hand.

Grateful my symptoms weren’t worse, I spent the days alternating between the couch and the bed, utilizing whatever form of media I could get my hands on to divert my attention. I wish I could have HRH Collection-level screamed “STOP” at myself, willing my mind to go to any other place than where it was. About what I could have spent more time on. On what I had spent too much time on. Have I set myself up well enough for the new year? For a new year of life on my birthday, which is in January?

How can one possibly even begin to allow their mind wander to such a place when there is a global p*ndemic. What a time it is to be alive right now. And I don’t mean that in a sarcastic, fluffy sense. What a time it is to be alive. Over the past week, I had the same conversation with several friends, on what we feel we’ve lost. It’s something we probably won’t be able to process for years to come (be gentle with yourselves friends).

New Years is just another day. The sun rises and sets, the clock strikes midnight and will do so again in 24 hours. The only difference is you might be recovering from a killer hangover. And while it is just another day, we still use it as a measurement stick for marking our achievements and disappointments from the previous 364 days. I try to not make it a big deal each year, yet here we are.

Perhaps this post is a bit self-serving, but below is a list of my life from the past year. This blog has served as a time capsule, and I do not intend to downplay the too many horrific things that have happened this past year, but still wanted to document life events.  Some things more light-hearted, some things more serious. It was a year where it felt like nothing happened and yet everything happened. That flew by, yet dragged on with no end in sight. Despite it all, we are nearing the end.

If this year had a theme, I would say it was healing – physically, mentally, emotionally. ‘Twas indeed a year of growth and needed change. And speaking of growth – in a few weeks, I will be turning 30, and surprisingly I am not dreading entering this new decade. I am so excited for what’s ahead.

Before the conclusion of this post:

Wishing you all healing, love, peace and so much more. See ya next year. <3

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