When I decided back in January of 2020 that I would write two blog posts a month this year, I honestly wasn’t sure if I’d follow through. I have a tendency of giving up. I get comfortable. I also get a little anxious.
This year was quite interesting. I’ve survived it, though. Through all its ups and downs. I stand among the living. Taking every day as a gift. Some days are harder to see as a gift, but they pass. The clock of time keeps ticking, and we flow to its pulse.
The holidays bring a lot of memories to the surface. Christmases loud with family. Parties filled with friends. Balancing the feeling of gratitude and mourning. Gratitude for the loved ones that surround us and mourning the ones not around. I don’t know if there is a right or wrong way to deal with conflicting feelings, but I just cried a lot privately. Worked for me. I got through my feelings.
I am not going to continue the two blog posts a month for 2021. I think I’ll go back to being randomly inspired. My new year’s resolution for 2021 is to keep surprising myself. I’ll see what I’ll do. I’ve already done things this year I didn’t think I would.
I love writing out my thoughts. I love learning through experience, thought experiments, and other people. I appreciate a space to write out my thoughts and update people on what’s going on inside my head. A newsletter for my existence. It is a neat way of connecting with people.
I hope everyone has a safe and healthy 2021. You’ll hear from me in the new year...potentially.
No comments:
Post a Comment