If I had to look back at 2017 and how it played out, I can easily say it was one of my tougher years.
Sure, I went through a short spell of unemployment, chemo for my lupus, the aftermath of the chemo and a debilitating bout of insomnia. But if there’s any consolation, that’s not how I’ll ever remember this year.
Because just as Leandra Medine – in A Different Kind of Pregnancy Announcement – says “…no state of existence lasts forever, if you could remember a version of yourself who you loved, she’s still there and sometimes recognizing that is enough. The real irony of joy is that you can’t actually know it, I mean really know it, until you’ve hit rock bottom.”
I haven’t entirely transitioned from the bottom to the top, but if I had to look back at 2017, I’ll most definitely remember it as the year I established myself as a freelance writer, started my blog, found inspiration and without any inhibitions – expressed it.
It’s the year that taught me to see beauty even in the harshest of times; it’s the year that taught me to realize joy, but most importantly, it’s the year that gave me perception.
We can’t change what happens – the adversities, the hardships – but we can change how we see them, OR rather, see beyond them. And sometimes, just knowing where you’re headed – despite these obstacles – is more than enough to get you through.
What I Wore
White Turtleneck: Promod
Navy Blue Floral Skirt: Forever 21 | Buy Same Here