It's that time of year again, friends. The time when we sit back and reflect on our year - the good, the bad, the ugly and the life changing - and if you have a blog, this is the time to write. So, here I am, writing and reflecting.
2011 was more and less than anything I could have imagined. Many of both the most difficult and most beautiful moments I have chosen to keep off the blog this year, but their impact resonated throughout my life and into everything I wrote. The beginning of 2011 was clouded in those dark moments that accompany only the roughest of patches. There were mistakes made, regrets collected and mountains to overcome. There was idle time, more than one new beginning and, in big and little ways, there was hurt.
And then I fell in love... Mr. Samson Muhapi came into my life and filled it with kisses and puppy breath and love. Although I had wanted a dog for so long, I couldn't have known all the ways my furry boy would change my little world and make it an infinitely happier space to live in.
In June came the ten year anniversary of my sweet father's death and, with this anniversary, the realization that I was not living my best life. There were changes to be made, habits to break and work to be done and I got on it. I owed it to my dad and I owed it to myself and in only a couple of months, my life had transformed into something I was proud of again. By the end of summer, I was literally back on my feet again, working as a children's therapist alongside people I cared about and feeling like I was truly making a difference. I felt like a new person and I loved it.
This love and passion for my life continued right on into the end of the year. When I look back on 2011, I can't help but get a little teary eyed. I am so proud of what I have overcome and of who I am on the other side of it all. More than anything else, I am proud of the choice I made to be happy again. And happy I am. Very.
As the year comes to a close, I am absolutely in love with Florence + the Machine's song, "Shake it Out." This song has been on repeat for weeks and I can't think of a better message for leaving this last year behind and starting what is sure to be the most joyful and exciting chapter of my life. (More on that to come. Stay tuned, folks...) When Florence sings "it's always darkest before the dawn" - I'm dancing my heart out in that very dawn and shaking out so much of the past.
Thank you for the challenges and the triumphs, 2011. You have taught me that rough patches are to be expected, but joy - if chosen - will always endure. I appreciate the hard times this year has offered because without them I wouldn't be where I am now. And this, this right here, is the very beginning of my happy ending.