Before I go right ahead to making New Year’s resolutions, I want to take some time to review my 2015 and be grateful for the wonderful year I leave behind, because it’s been phenomenal and I’ve grown so much since last year.
I travelled. I’ve been both in Belgium and Holland for the first time in my life. I’ve seen so many things, I’ve taken pictures and I’ve made memories. Above all, I got to see them all with my soulmate, my best friend in the world and that tops it all.
I finished high school. I aced my final exams and got into the college I wanted. It was hard work, no doubt, but it was worth it. I had a prom to die for, I was dressed in a dress made of dreams and got one night as a princess. I even rode a limo to prom! With friends I’ve known since I was 4 years old! These last weeks of high school were probably the most precious weeks of my life so far. I’ve learned friendship and goodbyes and happiness. We laughed through our years of school and we laughed now, even if deep inside we were already missing these moments.
I got a summer job. And not just a summer job. I got the one I’ve been dreaming of since I was 15, working for three weeks in southern France. It’s been the most enjoyable experience I could ever wish for. I met some of the most amazing people, whom I could never forget, I’ve spend nights on the beach admiring a star crossed sky and listening to waves mixed with laughs. I finally understood that I can be a teacher and more than this, I understood that I would be a good one. I have some unbelievable memories, the kinds I always thought would only ever appear in movies. And! I finally got to practice my French!
I’ve been on a trip with my best friends in Greece. We’ve seen sunsets and sunrises, we’ve danced until our feet were sore and we’ve laughed until our stomachs hurt. We’ve had a taste of the sweet, sweet life and indeed, you can never have too much of a good thing.
I lost and got a dog. I lost my first dog and it broke me. My little Margo died along with all my dreams of taking her on road trips, of introducing her, some day, to my kids, of loving her for more than a decade. It’s been tough and dark period, but the universe has a tendency to pay back sorrow. Although Margo will never be replaced ( and she’s found her place in my heart and on my hand, in the form of my first tattoo ), neither will Foxy, a little pup that was send to me completely by accident, my little angel that managed to glue my heart back together.
Now, at the end of the year, I’ve been a little down, so this is me getting back on track, choosing happiness over misery. I knew that reviewing my year would definitely help, because we always tend to forget how lucky we are. We tend to let sadness and anger creep into our lives and it’s such a shame. Yes, I’ve lost a few things along the way and for a while, I let them drag be back. My dog, a friendship that turned into an acquaintance, a hope for something more. But, balancing things, it definitely turns out that I’m one lucky girl. So this is me being cheerful again. Being optimistic again. Being kind again. This is me being me again.