I wake up every day and tell myself that I am lucky. Probably the luckiest. And I should have posted this blog when I wrote it a month ago. But I’m lucky, not perfect.
2014 was a weird one.
January was spent doing a lot of reading, a lot of research, a lot of writing, and a lot of asking myself why I decided to write an honors thesis. This first month gave no insight as to how interesting the year would be.
I spent February through April reminding myself that life is short and so is college. It was the time it took me to get over a three year relationship, and also to lose a friend.
I spent the month of May doing whatever I wanted whenever I wanted. Like indulging in ice cream, drinking lots of beer, and kissing a cute boy or two.
June through August were three months of wandering a new city, adjusting to the life of a college grad, and discovering a pure hatred for cubicles.
September was a month of beginnings, where I explored a new job, a new relationship, and a few new hobbies.
In October and November, I spent a lot of time thinking about trust and people and what it means to put the two together. In the end, I found that the process of learning never ends, and that it’s okay to feel things, especially pain.
And here we are now, in December. I’ve just spent the last two weeks traveling through Central America, and I came home to discover that once again, an entire year has come and gone.
It’s always a unique feeling to be in the last few days of the year, stuck between reminiscing the last twelve months and trying to imagine the next. Time moves fast, and we grow exponentially lucky with each passing second. I hope to remember that for the rest of my life. And I hope that I can look back on each year and find my own seasons within the months, instead of what the calendar tells me.
2014—Things I Did And What I Learned From Them:
I said goodbye to my first love. It was eleven months ago and I still think it was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. I learned how to love the fact that love for someone or something can continue even when it’s over.
I wrote a 200-page honors thesis. It wasn’t easy, but I loved it. And because I loved it, it was worth it.
I took up new hobbies and gained new skills. All it took was time.
I graduated college. We used to think it was cool to not do homework and be lazy in high school, but now I believe that learning is the best decision you will ever make.
I lost a friend over a disagreement and failure to understand each other. Not all friendships are meant to last, but all are meant to learn from.
I interviewed someone who inspires me. Dan Layus and I had a conversation about heartbreak in the most loving way because things are so good. “How could they be so good that it breaks my heart?”
I lived in a new city, and I learned that you can build a home anywhere.
I discovered a new love for running and mountains. There is something about the natural world that can make you feel more at home than four walls ever could.
I worked in an industry that I don’t really want to be in at all. I learned to learn what I don’t like. And that cubicles are the bane of my existence.
I welcomed a new life to the world, my first nephew, and remembered that life is precious.
I went to a TED conference. Ideas and people are more powerful than money.
I watched the sun rise and set as much as I could. This continues to teach me to never, ever take the familiar for granted.
I went bungee jumping. It was this surreal moment, in which I felt an unmistakeable combination of fear, adrenaline, and peace, all at once. During the free fall, I learned that this unnamed feeling is one that I need to chase forever.
I visited 2 new countries, 4 new states, 15 new cities. The world is big, and I will never get enough of it.
All in all, this year was one of discovery, and testing myself emotionally. While I learned plenty about myself, I also learned that there is much, much more to learn.