Being alone on New Year’s Eve is not new to me. Being alone every weekend isn’t either. I have spent a lot of time in the last 13 years alone. I have gone to bed early on NYE much of the last 14 years.... From writing my dissertation on the Mummers which required that I get up at 4am on New Years Day for the parade; to scheduling a 6am tour of Milford Sound when I was in New Zealand, I have spent so many years alone. So, this year didn’t feel that different to me.
This year did feel very different for other reasons. I’m in Baltimore, cat sitting and getting to know Charm City more.
I had a few offers to hang out last night— a couple sexy fun times.... But I decided to stay in, watch comedy and go to bed early. And for the first time in many years, I woke up happy on New Year’s Day.
I have a lot to be hopeful for. Even though my Vanlife hasn’t happened yet, I am starting a second Masters program in just 3 weeks in Educational Technology. I am hoping to shift my career from teaching to Instructional Design or Distance Education coordinating. And, I am moving to Baltimore in June. I will actually be able to buy a home here! And I have so many friends here already. And, I hope that this career shift will help me become the nomad I have wanted to become.
Last year started with me dealing with two toxic people whose inconsistency made me feel insecure and volatile. I had a hard time feeling grounded this year, because nothing was certain. Little was consistent.
But the decision to go back to school and change career paths is truly the gift of ground for myself. Knowing that I am whole and happy, and I did it for myself feels so good.
I’m not sure I would say I have hope for this year because that isn’t really the feeling in that deep place in my chest. But I do feel like things are moving in that right direction....
Here’s to a better 2021 for us all!
This year did feel very different for other reasons. I’m in Baltimore, cat sitting and getting to know Charm City more.
I had a few offers to hang out last night— a couple sexy fun times.... But I decided to stay in, watch comedy and go to bed early. And for the first time in many years, I woke up happy on New Year’s Day.
I have a lot to be hopeful for. Even though my Vanlife hasn’t happened yet, I am starting a second Masters program in just 3 weeks in Educational Technology. I am hoping to shift my career from teaching to Instructional Design or Distance Education coordinating. And, I am moving to Baltimore in June. I will actually be able to buy a home here! And I have so many friends here already. And, I hope that this career shift will help me become the nomad I have wanted to become.
Last year started with me dealing with two toxic people whose inconsistency made me feel insecure and volatile. I had a hard time feeling grounded this year, because nothing was certain. Little was consistent.
But the decision to go back to school and change career paths is truly the gift of ground for myself. Knowing that I am whole and happy, and I did it for myself feels so good.
I’m not sure I would say I have hope for this year because that isn’t really the feeling in that deep place in my chest. But I do feel like things are moving in that right direction....
Here’s to a better 2021 for us all!
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