It’s the eve of Thanksgiving and I’ve been thinking about this post for the last week. I’m just going to be very honest about this. There was a time, before we even got into 2017, where I had a sinking feeling that this was going to be my worst year yet. It sounds dramatic even just writing that last sentence, but I felt like I was heading into a year of unknown. For someone who has typically planned out life every step of the way without too much surprise, this was an adjustment for me.
I quit my job. I had to learn to interview again after 3.5 years of not interviewing. I got a new job. I moved cities, but luckily only an hour north.
It was a lot of change for one year, but not anything that I regret. I am very thankful for a lot of things this year – all of which are very personal to me.
- for a job that feels like a community on its own and that stimulates me
- for co-workers that feel like friends
- for my health and caring about my wellness and bringing exercising back into my life again
- for supportive friends and family who stuck by me through these life changes
I didn’t know if we could get here – to this place. Today. But if I’m truly reflecting back on this, I wouldn’t say that this is the happiest I’ve ever been, but it’s definitely the most comfortable. I feel stable and stability to me is sometimes…everything. I’ve had to learn how to do a lot of things on my own this year. I’ve overcome some challenges that I had a second chance at. I’ve made mistakes that I’ve had to just own up to and be accountable for.
I’m grateful that another year that I was dreading actually turned out to be a pretty great one in the end. That’s supposed to sound more happy than not, but Happy Thanksgiving y’all!