2013, you were an intense year. You didn’t come in quietly – between celebrating your arrival with friends and then moving hours and hours away within days of you showing up, you shouted your way into our lives. And you didn’t stop with those beginnings. You kept the life change and life lessons coming. You grew me. You grew me in ways I liked and in ways I didn’t. You threw me into things I wasn’t ready for, you sweetly and calmly walked with me into others. At times you shined bright in excitement and anticipation, other times you didn’t hide your ugly. On your best days, you gave me nights that turned into mornings with friends that have turned into family.
I am happy to say goodbye, but goodbyes are never easy for me. I loved so much about you, but I think 2014 will outdo what you’ve done. You’ve shown me how to love this year. You’ve also shown me how to be loved – something I didn’t know that I didn’t know.
You were fierce and kind, all at once.
I’m stronger and wiser than when you found me, and I thank you for that.
However, there is no reason 2014 can’t outdo you.
There is no reason it can’t be the best year yet.