It’s the last day of 2016 and it has been one of highs and lows. I have been so happy that I felt like I could float and at the same time I have been so down and fearful that the world has almost crushed me. It has been a year of extremes.
I guess you can’t truly understand the highs without the lows but I have found that my life is more than a way to get older. It is shaping me into who I am. Sometimes brutally so. But with ever knock back I get up and with every happiness I laugh louder. Because you really do appreciate the good when you have the bad.
Tonight I won’t be going out and getting drunk. I won’t be standing in a pub at midnight waiting for a stranger to kiss me. Instead I will be with my family. We will laugh in the next year and have a drink. maybe play a silly game, maybe not. Maybe we will talk about the future but maybe we will just watch a movie. All I know is that I will be in an environment of love.
And that is enough for anyone.
I am hopeful about next year. Not for it being easier or better than this one, but because I am not the same person who sat at her computer and wrote about 2015. This woman is stronger, faster to laugh and more than willing to love. Yes, my year is packed with work… Yes, i have booked myself into literary festivals that are going to be hugely scary, but it will all be fine.
When I fall I will get up and when I succeed I will accept it. Hopefully…