If 2014 was the year of careful planning and cautious thought, 2015 was my year to throw caution to the wind and have an adventure.
While 2014 ended on a quite sour note, flying back to Texas mid-vacation for a funeral, 2015 could not have began much better. On the first day of the New Year, while still mourning the loss of one of my closest family members, I was surrounded by friends, spent time at one of my favorite places in the world, Melbourne Beach, and continued what ended up being one of the best trips I’ve had to date.
Yes, 2015 was the year of flying high and living big. Fifteen flights, over 11,000 miles and a twenty-day extended solo roadtrip to Florida that have given me memories and friends that I wouldn’t trade for the world.
2015 was also a year of friends. It was the year I reconnected with those I’d lost during some of the most turbulent times of my life, and those who’d moved away and I’d thought were never coming back. It was the year of saying yes to spending a Saturday night out and about instead of at home with Netflix – and for that, I am incredibly grateful.
2015 was the year I finished my term as an Executive Officer, a dream I’ve had since I was a starry-eyed high school junior just starting her term as Texas DECA State Reporter. And while standing on stage to pass on the gavel was bittersweet, Team 55 has made a name for themselves with an incredibly successful Collegiate Leadership Academy, which I was blessed to be able to attend and assist with this fall.
2015 was a year of surprises – both personally and professionally. And while my romantic life may be a bit of a mess, there’s no denying that, it’s only because I’ve been so blessed to have been put in the position I am in professionally today. It’s hard to find a match when you’re an adult trapped in a college students’ body.
2015 was a year of self-acceptance. As crazy as it was, especially during my extended trip in the spring, and the fall where I was home for one half of weekend, and no others, between Halloween and Thanksgiving, I found myself more happy and at-peace than ever. Because, while at times, I was sick with stress and ready to pull my hair out, I was doing what I love, and those who love me were supportive of that, and checked in to make sure I was still alive occasionally.
While 2015 was a year full of memories and excitement, it was also a year full of blunders and drama that I for one am happy to close the door on.
So here’s to a 2016 that’s fun and full of growth for myself and those around me, but maybe a little calmer than the year that preceded it?
And for your 2016 soundtrack:
For the record, his entire album is FANTASTIC. And this is coming from someone who really doesn’t like country.