It’s New Year’s Eve. Most people are either filled with nostalgic feelings of times gone by, or jubilation at a new beginning. A year ago I said I wanted the upcoming trip around the sun to be one in which my life was fuller. Oh boy did 2011 bring it.
The year was a turbulent one. I had rocketing highs, and aching lows. In fact, here’s a brief summary: (in a mish-mash list)
- Continued a lengthy job search that challenged my skill set and self-worth. It also brought along the discovery of my first dream job (which I didn’t get. I am not Mario Batali’s media supervisor, though I did apply!)
- Helped one of my best friends realize what they wanted was right in front of them. And convinced them to not trade long-term bigger ideas for immediate ones–and reminded myself of the lesson often
- Spoke publicly about my experience of my mom’s cancer and death
- Said GoodBye to dear friends who moved (which is never easy) and welcomed in new ones who I cannot imagine my life without
- Celebrated love. My brother proposed to his girlfriend, and they bought a house. I adore both of them.
- Landed a job. One that provided a number of new opportunities. It also brought along a more balanced life (read: more sleep/less stress)
- Lost my MeMe. She was more than my only grandparent. She was a force. She shaped my life and character in more ways than I’ll ever realize.
The last year has brought more challenges and changes than any other, except 2004.
Overall, I’m happy to have gone through it. It pushed me in ways I haven’t, and forced me to take a closer look at who I am and what I want. It had ups, and downs–but most of all it was Full.
Tonight I won’t wonder what happened this year. Instead I’ll be thinking ‘Some of it’s magic; Some of it’s tragic-but I had a good life all the way.’
It was a roller-coaster, and I’d like another ticket for 2012.