2021 was a year, right? Just when we thought 2020 was the year to beat, 2021 was waiting for us to hold its beer.
Let’s see, some of us got used to our new normal, kind of, and some of us said fuck that new normal, I’m not getting vaxxed and masks restrict my rights.
So many changes. In addition to getting used to curbside delivery everything (I don’t hate this trend) and the general mental fatigue of the coronacoaster we’ve been strapped into, I turned 50, made a huge move to a new city, changed jobs, went through a breakup unlike any other, cut my mother out of my life, and became a grandmother.
Just typing that reminds me that I’m one badass motherfucker. It’s a lot, you know? All those major changes at once and most of them, with the exception of changing jobs, were emotional tsunamis.
I think we forget how much we’re able to endure until we look back at our experiences as a whole and say holy shit, I got through all that and I’m still standing.
This too did pass.
And we got through it with style and grace.
Okay, maybe you did. I got through it with a lot of anxiety, tears, meds, and the shoulders of family and friends.
But get through it we did and now once again we’re given another chance to start anew.
I know I’ll be stepping into the new year stronger, more self-aware, and with the resilience that carried me through one of the most difficult years of my life. And so in the spirit of that intention, I went out to the lake this morning filled with a sense of peace and optimism.
Did I capture that in the photo I took?
So how will you be stepping into 2022?
Sincerely writing,
Zoey