Hello, 2017! We made it through arguably one of the craziest, saddest, most ridiculous years in our lifetime, maybe even the history of the world. I’ll be honest: I have had a lot of rough New Year’s Eves in my life, but I was really dreading this one. My boyfriend and I broke up a week ago, and it has been tough. The idea of being alone on New Year’s, having no one to dance with or kiss at midnight, it was all pretty unappealing.
Luckily, I have some of the best girlfriends in the world, who came into town to distract me, cheer me up, and ring in the new year with me! We decided that we were going to get dolled up and go to a fancy party, men be damned. Even though all I wanted to do was sit in my Disney princess PJs and cry, they got me out of my head and out of the house. I feel so blessed to have loyal, loving ladies in my life!
As tough as it was to be newly-single on New Year’s, once the clock struck midnight, I immediately felt the change. I went from lonely and heartbroken to relieved, refreshed, even happy: I survived this year. Twelve months, fifty-two weeks, three-hundred and sixty-five days, two bad breakups, a stressful move, career change, the election, and so many other ups and downs. But now they’re in the past, they’re so last year! Now I know that I can survive anything if I have love and support in my life, and that was reaffirmed this weekend. I feel immeasurably grateful and excited to move forward.
Happy New Year to us all. Love, Me