This post has kinda been like last year went for me. Mind so occupied with junk I lose track of the important things. My apologies to the author of this blog & thank you again for letting us share of this great space.
A look back on last year: Did not go how I wanted it to. It was tougher than I expected in many ways, compartmentalization & grief appears not to go hand in hand most of the time; the number of days that took all I had to just get up in the mornings were more than I’d like to admit. I’m not sure why it was a surprise to me, maybe because I always thought I was stronger than all that ’emotional distress’ stuff.
I’ve decided to call 2015 a recovery year. A year where I was allowed to be a little numb. It has to change in 2016. Life can’t be lived when one is in a haze… well at least when it’s not the good kind of haze.
A look forward to this year: First I want to laugh; that genuine belly laugh till you cry kinda thing. Pure unadulterated joy, feeling alive. I miss that. I’d like that again so I need to get back to doing things that bring it for me, including those deliciously salacious things that have me looking back & smiling every once in a while. Maybe throw in some thoroughly debauched behaviour ever so often 🙂
Second, I need to get back to being creative again. Those senses got so dulled last year & I realise just how big a part of who I am it is. I kept waiting for it to come back to me, the need, the want, to just flow naturally…. well it hasn’t, so i need to do the work and turn that tap on.
Third, I think I neglected friends last year, try as I did, I was there without being truly present. I intend to change that this year. I am surrounded by beautiful people and I need to make sure I’m doing what needs to be done to keep them there.
….well I feel like a fourth may be asking too much, let me ease myself back into this hope thing. I haven’t had too much of it lately.
I hope 2016 is better than 2015… and I intend to make it so.
Happy glorious 2016 to everyone, I wish you all peace, love & vodka (or whatever tipple/vice you enjoy partaking in 😉
Lol. Nimi, or Yvonne, like I like to call her is a character. This piece was somewhat sad but somehow, it made me smile. I dunno, maybe it’s because I picture her smiling most of this year. That might explain it, considering she’s got one gorgeous smile.
Smile, Yve. Smile.