New Years Eve, here we are again. You've come back to me. The amount of joy I have for you this year is unfathomable. You weren't awful to me, but you weren't quite what I expected either.
Reflecting back on this year brings me great happiness. I've made it to yet another end and beginning. You've brought me new perspectives, talents, and strengths.
I rekindled many friendships this year that I hope to cherish and carry with me into the future.
I forgave people for who they couldn't be, for who they truly were, and who they'd never be. This was one of my greatest accomplishments.
I learned to stand on my own two feet. I finally know what it means to speak out in a crowd. My voice was heard this year; there was no tremble in mine.
I rediscovered myself through writing. I fell back in love with words, all over again. I remembered what I was good at.
2016, I spent a lot of time with myself. I'll never be more grateful for that. It was in those quiet moments that I realized my value and worth.
Don't be fooled, this year wasn't a perfectly painted picture. It was hard and unfiltered. There were many gaps and lose threads.
I lost myself as many times as I found it. I fell as many times as I stood. I walked away and came back again. I found comfort in my tears. I found freedom in the confusion. I found beauty in the pain.
This year I got lost, but this year I was also found.
2016, you were the almost year. The year of almost making it out, but realizing I wasn't quite there yet. My time wasn't now.
This was the year of trying and fighting, for things I wasn't even sure I really wanted. The year of figuring out.
The year I wanted to find something so badly to believe in. I wanted to find something to consume every ounce of my being. The year I wanted to make someone stay, to fight for me, to choose me.
I'm hopeful for the turn of the calendar. I'm hopeful for 2017. The comeback year. The year of me. The bravely and unbreakable me.
The unapologetically me. Unfiltered, unprocessed. The version of me i'll never forget and always want to remember. The me who has broken the chains and crossed all the lines I once drew.
I urge you all to do better, to be better. This year I hope you love more and you say more. I hope you are unapologetically you.
I hope you are brave without your armor. I hope you always show up willing to fight the good fight.
More than anything, I hope you aren't afraid to fall, it's only then do you learn you were always made to fly.
with grace & love,