Resolutions – Pretty Little Scribbles

It’s the end of the year again, and that always scares me a little.

I’ve always been tied to routine, and anyone who knows me well is well aware that change – even just the thought of it – isn’t something I adore. As a creature of habit, I’ve always found it hard to wrap my mind around new beginnings.

The close of a year always reminds me that life has new things in store for us; I struggle to put it into words – the sort of impending loss that overwhelms me. It’s almost like a premature longing for times that haven’t passed yet. Nostalgia – one word, three syllables, and yet, it fuels so much emotion in me.

We’ll never be here again: this moment, this place.

But then again, we did make it through these past twelve months. A new beginning is fast approaching, for worse… or for better. Whatever happens, we are here right now, and I think it’s up to us to make the most of it. So, it’s time to see the forest for the trees, and appreciate the hurdles and wins life’s thrown at us this year. Change always reminds me of this quote, one of my all-time favourites:

“[He] wondered if normalcy was something, like vision or silence, you didn’t realize was precious until you lost it.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels.

On that note, I’d like to finally start the wrap-up. I’ve split up the year into four, with some of my favourite snapshots from the months, and a little note on the special moments. 2022 was a beautiful year, honestly. It gave me so much more clarity on what I want to do with my life, career-wise, I learnt to play the guitar, I danced a lot and school went great. Like everything else, it had its ups and downs, but I loved it.

Glossing over the fact that I’m nearly twenty days late in this recap, 2021 is gone already. How?!

2021 was a great year in so many ways – I have nothing but good memories. I got to go to school again, I revamped my blog, I learnt to play the piano… but mostly I think it was a better year than 2020 because we’d sort of come to terms with the pandemic.

This year got off to a not-so-great start, considering my family contracted the virus and we were stuck quarantining for the longest time. I haven’t gone outside my house in more than a month and still haven’t. Sometimes I’m just sick of the whole thing, but isn’t everyone?

To write this post, I went back to Google Photos and relived every moment of last year and it was so special and also odd how quickly we can forget. And that’s part of the reason why I write because it helps me remember and I cherish memory like nothing else.