Letters to the New Year

Every end of year I have felt myself clawing on the remains of the year that has just passed. I always felt a bit battered and bruised by what had been thrown at me and a little disappointed in the things I’d had to face and how I’d faced them.

I was so mad at the world.

Mad that it didn’t give me what I deserved, at the very least.

 

 

Every single thing changed this year. And my life looks, feels and really, authentically is, completely different.

I don’t even recognise who I was. If I’m being honest, I don’t remember much at all.
I remember I slept most of my days away and it had been a long, long time since I had felt anywhere near a fire inside me about where I was going and what I had to offer this world.

But now everything is so, so different.

Because I realised the world didn’t owe me anything.

I realised it was up to me to face everything head on, with strength.
And most importantly it was up to me to make myself someone I was proud to be.

This year I am celebrating.

I am so FILLED with love that I am overflowing.

I cannot thank you all enough, I can’t thank my family, friends, and the world enough.

Once I stopped expecting the world to hand me everything, the world seemed a lot more generous.

This year has been the best year of my life. And here I am, sitting back, happier than I thought was ever possible and so unexplainably GRATEFUL.

Bring on 2018.

Bring on the adventure, the celebrations, the goals I’ll achieve, the love I have surrounding me, the exciting work I will create, the sunshine I’ll feel, the laughter I’ll share, the memories I’ll add to this most incredible adventure I’m already on.

The moments that will make me so, so proud.

Dear 2018,

Whatever you will bring me, you are mine.

Have a happy, safe and healthy 2018. Thank you for being a part of my journey. I wish I could put into words how incredibly humbled and grateful I feel.
I am living my dream.

Feeling emosh-

Your Home Girl and Bestie,

Olivia Faith

❤️

2 thoughts on “Letters to the New Year

  1. Yes, I love this! I felt the same way. 2017 was a good year b-ut still so much growing to do. When I realized I didn’t need as much or the world didn’t owe me anything that’s when living got easier.

    -Avry

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