Another year has come and gone, and I have to admit that 2018 was amazing. With 2017 being such a roller coaster, the consistent joy of this past year was a relief. I found myself in this position of, for the first time in years, feeling utterly safe and comfortable–which led to this bizarre experience of being able to flourish (sort of like a house plant that’s been replanted in more enriching soil).
If you’ve read the blog for even a scrap of 2018, you know that this year has been kind to me. From that first January day to the final crisp December minute, I have been blessed by joy and growth. I could detail every little bit that’s happened, but I encourage you to join my adventure by reading previous posts. My life is in ribbons for you to enjoy.
Here’s the list of things that I am so proud of that it’s a little ridiculous:
- Published 11 pieces this year. That’s fucking unprecedented. It was a continuous slog of submissions and rejections, but there were these perfect moments of acceptance that made me feel like a real writer. Wow. If you want the hit list, let me know.
- Went to Paris again, taking my first international solo trip. It was difficult and liberating in equal measure. Don’t like a modern art museum? Thank you, next. Bruh, this is the attitude I’m adopting for this next year in full.
- Learned how to actually like being alone. Alone time is essential to who I am now.
- Got in front of my depression and anxiety by allowing myself to feel joy (note to reader: depression is not easily conquered and I understand that).
- Learned how to cook for parties–got so good that people want to pay me for it.
- Casually dated some people. That’s right, me, I was casual about something for the first time ever. You know what? It was great.
- Made some friends so amazing that I can’t imagine my life without them.
- Took the time to go to some bitchin’ concerts.
- Went to some parties and had a grand old time. Wow, girl.
- Started taking more initiative at work. I’ve been given a giant project that will help me develop as a professional in my field. Yas, kid.
- Refused to stop growing.
Thank you, 2018, for your kindness and wisdom. I continue to be in love with every moment that I am blessed with breath.
Here’s to 2019, may it be as illuminating.