Before we slide into the new year with new hope and happiness (hopefully), I wanted to say that I hope you all had a lovely Christmas!
I certainly did and I will show you my reap later next week on my Youtube channel (because a little bragging has never done any harm), but let's say it was a wonderful time well spent with my family and man. And there was a wonderful thing I found out about Christmas. Usually, I am devastated come Christmas because it marks the end of the wonderful pre-Christmas time. However, I recently found out that the official Christmas time actually goes until 2nd February to a holiday called Candlemas, which marks the 40 day mark after Jesus's birth. Apparently, women were considered impure 40 days after they had given birth (seriously, church sucks in their opinion on women...), and 2nd February therefore marks the official end of the whole Jesus-being-born-issue. So, Happy Post-Christmas and make sure you make it a good one!
But let's concentrate on the holiday upon us. People who know me, know that as much as I am a fan of Christmas, I loathe NYE. I think it is generally because NYE marks a milestone upon which you regard your life and see what you have achieved (or not). Additionally, I am not a fan of any occasion where people get ridiculous wasted and think it's OK simply because it's NYE or carnival (which is why I don't like either).
This year, however, I had some sort of epiphany. As you know (or don't), my year's been quite turbulent and I am pretty quick to say it has been one of my worst years yet. I started into it without work, found a job which made me entirely unhappy, had some family issues going on, including my granddad having a stroke, and, to top it off, my beloved dog Lilly died in September. Seriously, if my man and I hadn't gone on our journey, there would hardly be anything positive to report about this year.
I believe, however, that with every crisis, a new start offers itself and even though my year was not really good, I managed to break through some of my safety nets which strangled. I had the courage - and so did my man - to break free from the traditional patterns of life and work and dare to take a risk, which, I am sure, will pay off. I have worked extensively on my writing, also in this blog, and my man and I couldn't be closer. We are now embarking on a new journey, leading us to Vienna for now, and we're all excited about it.
Additionally, I realised that, as this year ends, I am in no secure job position, I have no clue what I want from life and I am momentarily bunking in with my little sister in her own flat - so, actually, the only way from here is up, right?
JK Rowling once said that failure strips away the unessential and you can see clearer what you want, and I can only agree. I have come to welcome my low points with open arms because even if it hurts walking through them, you always come out wiser and stronger and more certain of what you can do and what really matters.
So, this year I have decided to look forward to the transition to 2018 because, seriously, I cannot state enough how over I am over 2017 and how ready I am to take on new adventures!
Have a happy transition yourself and be prepared to read more wonderful articles here, now that my Christmas countdown is over and I can dedicate my time to writing more serious articles like The Most Wrong Episodes of HIMYM (soon to be on), or You Only Thought You Are Born Once? and of course my favourite The Danger of Projectising Everything.
Some things to look forward to, so I'll see you in 2018!
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