I haven’t blogged for ages, as per the norm but given it’s the end of the year and I’m feeling rather nostalgic about the year that was (you know those NYE feels) I thought I might give blogging in 2017 one last crack.
2017 has been one hell of a year, m’iright? I don’t think there are any of us that could say it’s been the most incredible year, in which nothing bad happened, that we didn’t have any losses or sadness or experience any grief. I suspect for many of us it’s been a really, really difficult year. In fact, I know for certain that for many of you it has.
New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day can be a challenging day for a lot of people – it causes us to reflect on what we’ve lost, on things that have changed, to obsess over broken relationships and beat ourselves up for not achieving what we had set out to achieve that year. It’s a time where we compare, where we feel despair about the year to come. It’s not an easy time for everyone and I reckon that’s important to remember as we seek to care for our fam and friends. It’s not all laughter and fireworks and alcohol and nostalgia and joy for everyone.
For me, 2017 has been a year of firsts. Graduating from college. My first (and my second!) overseas trip with my dad and my first (but definitely not last!) time meeting his incredible family in Scotland // London. My first time saving enough $$$ to pay to go overseas and also to have all 4 wisdom teeth out. My first time going under anaesthetic. My first time getting my full licence. My first time applying for a job that I’m actually qualified to do. My first time getting a tattoo! All the new friends I’ve made. Joining the music team at church in Sydney and being enormously blessed to be able to serve there. Moving back to my parents place and being able to spend time with them there. There’s been some incredible things happen this year, but of course there have been the hard times too – the standard admissions in the clinic, the feeling that things might never get better, watching friends struggle with their eating disorders and all kinds of awful things. It’s been a good year, but it’s definitely been a hard one too.
There are so many good things to look back on and be pleased about this year. I do, and I am. I’m extremely grateful to those who helped me survive 2017, because it’s the year I turned 25 and it’s been my biggest year yet. I’m especially grateful for the opportunities I’ve had to travel, and to be able to share that with my dad. That was really, really special and is something I won’t be forgetting anytime soon.
Look out for your pals tonight please. Send someone a text or give them a buzz. Check in with people. And to those who are reflecting on 2017 and who are grieving and feeling an enormous amount of sadness about the year that was – please surround yourself with people who love you, especially tonight. 2018 has the potential to be better and it’s my hope and prayer that it will be – for all of us.