A year gone by

When I reflect on the past year and what 33 meant to me, I am taken aback.

It is hard to believe so much went on in such a short amount of time. On a postcard, it included a girlfriend moving away, losing my house, losing my husband, filing bankruptcy, losing my baby, moving my mom away from me, and the loss of a loved one.

This was a very emotional and trying year to say the least. Full of blind sided curves, dead ends and off ramps. The unexpected. The unwelcome. The unwanted. Hate and Hurt.

It also brought me closer to my girlfriend than I ever dreamed, opened a window for me and my husband, got our finances in check, moved my mom to a place better suited for her, and brought my sister and I to a level neither of us ever imagined.

I cannot find words for the growth and inner strength I have experienced this last year. That is a cliché, but what I will say here will not come close to what is in my heart. With every horrifying moment, came a humbling form of growth, peace, strength, and beauty. And with every outcome came another lesson learned.

I have never tried to fit in another’s shoes. A few times last year I would have liked to borrow someone’s for a bit, but never did. I am glad I have graduated to my own new pair. They fit well.