My lovely friend wrote a piece titled “Finding me again” and it triggered a lot of thoughts and I decided to pen them down. As the year 2022 came to a close, a lot of changes happened in my life, many of which I do not have permission to share. (By permission I am referring to my own government). These changes have me feeling like I am in the sixth month of the year when we have only lived two months in the year.
Change is very uncomfortable yet inevitable. 2022 had me very consistent with my writing, a thing I am very proud of yet look at 2023 having me send out the second blog just now. It tends to bring doubt of self (at least with me) and I would be lying if I said I haven’t felt that way many times. This year is one of many firsts for me and much as it is a good thing it is also scary. I love writing and it will still be a big part of this year as well, the only difference is I will bring back some lifestyle pieces which were missing last year and the schedules will definitely change. I am learning to allow the changes that have come and are coming my way because some I have no control and others are necessary.
If you are in a position like I am, this is an assurance that it is normal, beautiful, scary, uncomfortable and all kinds of emotions. Take it slow, trust the process but do not forget your purpose. The trajectory may change but the goal should never change. I am excited and feeling all types of emotions but be sure I will carry you along on this journey.
Thank you for always sticking to these streets. I cannot take it for granted. Connect with me here, (in the comment section) as well as my socials. Let us embrace this year of many firsts.
See you next Wednesday