2016. Well. I don’t quite know where to start. I suppose a good place to start would be at the end of 2015, a year I so desperately wanted to see end. I remember waking up on January 1, 2016, relatively fresh-faced – all things considering – and ready to seize the day. New Years Day makes my expectations higher than usual for some reason, which is stupid, I know. Nevertheless, by the end of that day, I had resigned myself to the fact that it was going to be another disappointing year.
While I can’t exactly put my finger on it – oh wait, no I can – there were certain aspects of my life that just weren’t right. An unhealthy relationship, a warped sense of self-worth, having a poor set of priorities. I was conflicted about different choices to make, I didn’t quite know what I was doing or even where to start really. Of course, I didn’t realise this at the time, but I guess that is the beauty of perspective.
Approximately 30 days into 2016, is when everything changed. It was completely unexpected, yet felt like the most natural thing in the world. I think that’s what it’s supposed to feel like. I think you know what I’m talking about.
Those choices I had to make were no longer difficult to figure out. Those priorities I had; became non-existent. It’s like the world slowed down and sped up at the same time, everything changed and yet nothing changed. If that doesn’t make sense to you, then you’re not alone. And that is one thing I’m not; I am not alone.
There is no way I could have possibly predicted where this year would go; where I would be sitting as I write this post and who I would be sharing the home I now live in with. What is so poignant about this very moment I’m in, is that I cannot predict where I will be sitting a year from now, or how my life will change over the next 12 months.
I do know who I’ll be sitting with though. And to me, that’s all that matters.
Wishing you all a safe and Happy New Year.