2019: The Year of Being

31 December 2019

A new decade comes at the stroke of midnight. 

It was a long and tumultuous year, filled with much pain and tears, but happy days always overpower the bad. Still, 2019 left me feeling very tired and I am happy that this year is coming to a close.

My word for this year is being. Among this year's highlights, aside from seeing Carly Rae Jepsen perform live, is learning to not be too concerned about what people may think. It was a process that started since I read Amanda Palmer's The Art of Asking, but I just went full throttle on it. You lose 100% of the shots you didn't take, and it taught me to speak out more, embrace things more completely, and just be.

Here is another one of my favorite memories from this year:

It was a mind-blowing experience and never imagined I would [be brave enough to] experience [seeing as how I drowned initially], and I am looking forward to doing it again.


I used to think 30 is so old and I would have my life figured out before I turn 25. Well, I turned 33 this year and some days I still feel lost, like I am on a boat with the shore visible from a distance but without an oar to paddle with, helplessly teetering for balance. 

I acknowledge the gifts the Universe brought my way this decade, and I am grateful.

J and I on New Year's Eve 2018
J and I today, New Year's Eve 2019
I am so proud of how far J has come. 2019 was his year and I am excited for what 2020 will bring. 


I don't know if feeling a little bit more jaded as each year passes comes with age and is a normal phase one goes through, or it is because of the times we live in now, or a combination of both. All I know is that times are tough, it's a difficult life, and we all have to be kind to one another.

Most importantly, you have to be kind to yourself.

Happy 2020, my friends. 

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