Hi! This is me bringing in the new year with my boyfriend while
wearing my giant oversized sweater, fluffy pink socks, and my slippers. Not
pictures is my daughter running around the yard chasing after the puppies!
& Not mentioned is that I may have bribed my boyfriend with an M&M
cookie to have him freeze in the cold with me while I grabbed our last photo of
2020.
So, I've been thinking and 2020 was crap. Not
that there wasn't A LOT to be grateful for but … honestly … We all know that
was a load of bologna.
Personally, I lost my job back in March, I struggled my way
through college, my mental health took a nosedive, I was diagnosed with PTSD,
and homeschooling was/is exhausting. & That's just the tip of the
enormous iceberg of crappery.
BUT. I survived. We survived!
No, I did not start my own business or achieve a bunch of new
goals. I didn't go out on any exciting adventures to new places. I definitely
did not lose a bunch of weight and devote my soul to fitness. I didn't even get
around to baking banana bread like so many of you did. I just survived and
I honestly think that is a commendable accomplishment.
"Wasted another year of my life but this time it wasn't my
fault."
^ That quotes is popping up everywhere and I'm loving it! I feel
it in my soul! When I look at things from a different angle though, I feel like
there was a lot to be grateful for. I got to spend 8,000 hours with my daughter
this year! That is … an unbelievable number. I had been having the hardest
time at my last job and was begging the universe for a break. The U.S. started
imploding and my eyes opened to a lot of things. I was able to focus so much of
my energy into being a full-time student and I completed my first Social Media
Internship at the same time! Somehow, a lot happened while we were safe at
home.
2020 Can suck it. No doubt about it. There was a silver lining
though.
& While I am not a ‘New year, new me!’ type of gal … I am feeling
a little inspired. I know that things won’t be changing overnight, but maybe
this year we can start thriving instead of just surviving. Who knows? This will
probably sound ridiculous in a couple month. (These posts usually do.)
Did I mention that I turn 30 this year?! Here’s to attempting a Thirty, Flirty, and Thriving year!
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