The day has come.
New Year’s Eve is here.
A friend shared with me this week if she summed up her 2020 in one word it would be patience.
We merely had no choice but to find balance in the middle of this crisis and chaos. We were creative with our jobs, graduation, therapies or sending a son off to college or family vacation time.
This year, some barely survived, some created deeper relationships, some created healthy habits and some experienced loss.
The one thing 2020 has done for me was it stripped away all the background noise. Like the news, politics, activities, all of the sports, school activities and all the hustle and bustle with running from point A to point B. It gave me an opportunity to align, rebalance, get healthy, prioritize and be thankful for what was right in front of me, my husband, my children, my home, my pets.
The pure simplicity of family and learning to spend time together, building a garden and doing things I never took time to do like walks or meditation.
Yes I still had times I cried or was frustrated and scared. Fuck, we are in the middle of a Pandemic.
So tomorrow, I have no New Year’s resolution.
No one word for 2021 needed for me either.
I feel fulfilled.
Setting no expectations.
Setting no promises.
I am at peace and know I am stronger because of 2020.