2020
- Bryn
- Jan 3, 2020
- 2 min read
I spent the last night of 2019 in good company, surrounded by people excitedly anticipating the countdown and the start of a new decade. I spent the first day of 2020 nursing a hangover, taking down the Christmas decorations that were so lovingly put up, and feeling awash with a sense of gratitude.
Recapping 2019 was daunting and initially I was left feeling insignificant, like I hadn't done much of anything the past year. But, I was also aware of the silent comparisons I was making to the people around me and my forgetfulness - both of which were clouding what my 2019 actually consisted of. So I drew myself a roadmap, a literal winding road on pen and paper that expansed each month in 2019. Drawing my year out gave me perspective, it reminded me of all the exciting moments, the mundane moments, and all the experiences in between that made up the past 12 months of my life.
I was a fourth year student chipping away at my bachelor's degree. I went to concerts and danced in the crowd trying not to spill my drink. I took ski lessons because I wanted to learn something new and wasn't going to let fear stop me. I spent a week in Maui with my parents and the sea turtles left me in awe. I headed to the mountains with my Dad with lots of beer in tow. I landed my best summer job to date. I won tickets to a music festival and got to bring my best friend along. I visited my sister in Penticton, we swam, suntanned, and leapt off a bridge into the water despite the butterflies in my belly. I met some really amazing people. I went to Whistler twice, got drunk at Garf's more than twice. I got my full license, finally (third time's the charm).
And now it's 2020. I'm welcoming this new year with open arms and am looking forward to nurturing my confidence, building relationships, and welcoming joy and endless opportunity into my life.
CHEERS!
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