As the year winds down, I find myself looking back—not at the calendar or the milestones I thought I’d hit, but at the quiet battles I fought and the lessons I never asked for.
This year wasn’t always kind. There were sleepless nights when my thoughts wouldn’t let me rest and days where the weight of responsibilities felt like too much. Disappointments came in waves, expectations fell short, and people I thought would stay became memories. Some nights, hope felt so far away I wasn’t sure I’d find it again. But somehow, I did. I kept going. And in the mess of it all, I found strength I didn’t even know I had.
This year taught me how to Survive—the kind you only discover when life gives you no other choice. It showed me that growth isn’t always pretty or gentle, —sometimes, it’s raw and exhausting. I learned to let go of what wasn’t meant for me, even when it hurt, and to hold on tighter to the small joys that made the hard days bearable. There were moments that broke me, but there were also moments that pieced me back together. And if nothing else, I’ve made it here—to the end of the year—still standing, still learning, still finding ways to be grateful for the journey.
As we step into a new year, I hope it feels different—lighter, softer, and a little more forgiving. I hope we find peace in places we never thought to look, and joy in ways that feel effortless. I hope we can leave behind the heaviness of what didn’t work out and carry forward the growth we’ve earned.
No matter what lies ahead, may we remember how far we’ve come—and face the next chapter with open hearts, knowing we’ve already survived so much. — You’re a sweet goodbye after all, 2024!
— Lj Blossoms
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