Yesterday was my birthday!
I love birthdays. To me, my birthday always feels like January 1st. A new year. A time to reflect on the past year and to look forward to the new one. It's exciting and scary and hopeful.
|Cus it wouldn't be a birthday post without a TVD birthday gif lol|
Last year I don't think I got around to writing a birthday blog post. The day after my birthday, the world went nuts. That was the week when the toilet paper shortage started, the week where the president called a nation wide emergency. Pretty much, the week of my 22 birthday turned out to be the start of a very hard and crazy and upside down year for everyone. My birthday didn't really got the way I had wanted it to. I'll always remember us going out to Panera and Barnes and Nobles and how tense the atmosphere felt. Everyone seemed on edge with a potential virus looming. I was anxious for a lot of the rainy, cloudy day.
It's crazy to think of how much of a difference a year can make. I was telling my mom a while ago how I felt like I always started a new year thinking things will be different and exciting things will happen and then at the end of the year... nothing has really changed and I'm still where I was when I started. I was feeling stuck and in the same old rut. My mom was like, well look at 2020. 2020 proves that big things can happen and things can change by the end of a year... even if it's not necessarily in a good way. And that was... the most oddly encouraging way to look at 2020 that I've ever heard. 2020 changed a whole lot, maybe not for the better, but it's proof that life isn't stagnant. Life changes and grows and so do we.
But anyways, this post isn't supposed to be all about 2020 and being 22 because I'm now 23! I'm in a very different situation than I was when I turned 22, which again is oddly encouraging even if the change in situation has been hard. Within the 22nd year of my life I don’t know if I’ve ever experienced such a season of pruning. Besides the world turning upside down and so much I took for granted being taken away, my family moved to a new house, we left the church we were going to and found a new one, I left the small group I’ve been going to for years after realizing that I was staying only out of comfortableness and familiarity. I also had to let go of a best friendship that I thought would last forever.