With 2019 on the horizon, it seems appropriate to take some time and revisit the past year. Two thousand eighteen was, for me, a year of self-(re)discovery and transformation. It was a year full of challenges, frustration, fear, and anxiety though it was also a year filled with triumph and accomplishment, with laughter and love, and with joy and much celebration.
A snapshot of my year looks like exchanging wedding vows and rings with the man of my dreams; it sounds like airplane engines jetting off to new places, favorite cities, and old hometowns; it tastes like a night out on the town with friends; it smells like a hayride through a New England apple orchard; it feels like salty ocean air and cold rainy days.
Two thousand eighteen challenged me to try new things, even when I was afraid. It pushed me to manage my anxieties instead of allowing them to control me. Most importantly, it forced me to (re)discover who I honestly am and what I genuinely want to create in this life at a point in time when I was comfortable living in complacency.
Now, if this were a novel or a movie, I’d be able to tell you that it was just one event, one night, or one spontaneous trip that afforded me the opportunity to learn, discover, and grow as I have this year. I’d paint a picture for you of a chance encounter with a stranger that left me changing the course of my life, or an unplanned road trip to nowhere that produced the opportunity for me to discover myself and my life’s true purpose.
But this is real life, and while yes, I did indeed have a life-altering conversation with a perfect stranger on a plane ride to a distant city, that experience was just one of many that brought me to today and it would be a travesty to lead you to believe that one moment accounted for all the life lived and lessons learned in this past year.
Because truthfully, it was just as much the everyday dog walks, the long working hours, and the evening traffic jams that produced the wisdom and growth I have gained this year. If it weren’t for the non-stimulating days at work, I wouldn’t have discovered my dream career or taken the actions needed to achieve it. If it weren’t for the regular therapy sessions, I wouldn’t have regained the confidence to chase my dreams. And if it weren’t for the pain of uncertainty, discouragement, and loss that found its way to me this year, I wouldn’t have had the determination to make a better life for my family and me. It was because of the ordinary, the routine, the mundane that I was able to recognize the extraordinary and appreciated the gifts and lessons that each day offers.
So, with twenty nineteen just hours away, I welcome the new year and all the opportunities and struggles that it has in store for me, and I hope that this year offers many more chances for me to challenge myself spiritually, mentally, and physically so that I can continue to learn and grow into the best version of me.
Until next time,