“In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.” Albert Camus
With the start of the New Year, I’ve been spending a bit of time reflecting on the year that’s gone by, and the year that’s ahead.
The past 12 months were a period of a lot of change for me. Some of these things were positive, as I trained and took part in a half marathon (and a full one, albeit over a few days!). I learnt some new skills, and in particular how to keep bees. I moved cities, made some new friends had some great new adventures along the way. I also had the opportunity to travel back to the motherland and reconnect with old friends.
But in the same 12 months, people close to me experienced ill health, upheavals, and sadly death in their families. I also ended a relationship with someone I cared about, which was very hard. And while moving cities was a great adventure, moving house 4 times in one year was exhausting, and living out of boxes became a bore.
So, all in all, the year 2017 was a mixed bag for me, but at least it provided me with some important lessons. Namely that caring (and sometimes crying) for others is not a weakness but a strength, that it’s OK to ask for help sometimes, and that when all is said and done, I’m a pretty resilient old stick. And the final lesson to be learnt is that I seriously cannot drink like I used to be able to.
And while the start to 2018 hasn’t been straightforward either (I’m soon to be homeless again thanks to Auckland’s amazing real estate market), the coming year represents a new start, and as I go forward into 2018 I know that it’s as a stronger (and possibly more brazen) person than I was this time last year.
So bring it on 2018 – let’s see what adventures lie ahead…