The hardest moments in life are the ones that end up shaping you the most. I’m not going to lie, 2020 has been a shit-show for sure. It started off with a faith crisis that not only devastated me but also majorly impacted some family relationships. I then had a surgery and guys… post-op blues are a real thing. I had March 31st circled on my calendar with the word “Freedom” next to it. That was my 6-week mark. But then, COVID happened and we were in lock down. OMG! My marriage was on the rocks and we triiiieeed so hard during this time but by the time May came, we were preparing for a divorce. Some other “fun things” were sprinkled in there as well just to keep life interesting and make sure I truly learned what I was meant to learn this year. And I did.
BUT, I can honestly say, I’m not the same person I was on January 1st. I look back on everything that has happened these past 8 months and all I feel is SO. DAMN. GRATEFUL. 2020 has changed me. Or actually I should say, it’s brought me back to myself. I’ve finally freed myself from a “box” I had been put in for a really long time. A place that felt safe because if I acted a certain way, it meant I would be loved. Now I finally realize that the only “LOVE” that is truly healing, is the love for myself that I find within. And with that knowledge, I am now free to truly be ME! Even if it disappoints others. And it has been so fun to become reacquainted with that crazy ass girl. She really is my favorite.
You see, not all storms come to disrupt your life… some just come to clear your path.