I welcomed 2017 while I ate 12 grapes and while I had a dance party to Sara Bareilles’ “Brave”; I can already tell 2017 is going to be amazing.
I am completely aware that the idea of a “clean slate” or a “fresh start” is a thing that only exists in our brain but yet, here I am wiping my slate clean and making sure my start is fresh. 2016 was a powerful year; it took down the best of us and it showed us our biggest fears becoming a reality. Personally? 2016 was wonderful. In terms of the world? 2016 was devastating. I’m hoping 2017 is kinder to the world and I say that while being fully aware of what I need to do on my end.
In 2016 I lost my best friend, well I didn’t so much lose him as he actively distanced himself from me- good times. I cried more often about that than I did about anything else and unfortunately cannot get any of those sleepless nights back. In 2016 I fought with my family and questioned my role in the disfunction that exists in my parents’ house. In 2016 I dated and dated and dated, the act often left me wanting to crawl under a rock. In 2016 I lost hope in humanity. In 2016 I protested more often than ever before. In 2016 I questioned my impact in the world. In 2016 I hated my job.
2016 was draining.
Yet, somehow, beauty came to light amidst all of the ugly. In 2016 I survived my biggest fear; my best friend and I no longer speak and I am stronger for it. In 2016 I became closer with my family, that came after realizing that somehow I am the glue that keeps the dysfunctional train running. In 2016 I dated and somehow didn’t lose the romantic side of myself. In 2016 I realized the power that people have and was constantly reminded of how wonderful humans can be. In 2016 I constantly spoke up, I used my voice and forced people to hear and it was absolutely liberating. In 2016 I was grateful for a job where I’m surrounded by wonderful coworkers that constantly make me laugh.
In 2016 I was steps away from Adele while she sang for two hours. I danced like a maniac at a Beyonce concert. I attended more concerts than I can count. I took a magical vacation to New Orleans. I bought a plane ticket to Europe (September 2017!) I was inspired. I wrote and wrote until my heart was plastered all over the paper. I sang (badly) and danced (horribly). I laughed until I cried and cried until I realized how ridiculous I was being. I obsessed over Jake Gyllenhaal. I dreamt and tried to make my dreams a reality. I spoke up and surprised myself by my determination. I became an aunt to a special little girl and I discovered a new kind of love.
2016 was powerful.
I am ready for 2017; I can already feel the magic that the year will contain. It won’t be easy, I mean we’re kicking off the year by making Donnie Trump President so a lot of strength will be required for this upcoming year (and the three thereafter). I am not expecting sunshine and rainbows for 2017, I am expecting life-altering moments and situations that will shake me to my core. I am expecting to be uncomfortable and I am expecting countless moments that happen outside of my comfort zone. I am expecting to write EVERY.SINGLE. DAY. This next year will be magical and I will work every day to try to capture the magic. I know that 2016 divided us but I believe that we can unify in 2017. I will fight harder and speak louder, I will write more precisely and I will create with more passion. I have a fire inside of me and there is no sign of it going out anytime soon. 2017 will be epic and I cannot wait!