There are so many little things to be thankful for: MBA grades, new friends, the house, selling the rental Zach, my sister’s move-engagement-wedding, and the beautiful memories of DIYs, parties and the new house. The bad came at us strongly; my mom was diagnosed in September with glioblastoma, a rare and incurable form of brain cancer, and my grandmother departed to heaven on December 18. F@%k Cancer, f@%k this entire grueling and gut wrenching year.
For the first time in my life I am speechless. Even with the success of Zach’s Instagram account, the blog’s exposure and a promotion at work, I still feel numb. Joy seems like such a hard concept to grasp. Every win came with a very equitable loss. The new normal seems to be so bleak. A future were we must carry on without so many loved ones. The 30s hit us hard. There’s so much grief to process.
We must remain positive or at least optimistic. All this shall pass. Our family must endure. There is light at the end of this dark tunnel: love flames eternal.
On the upside, the blog we received over 5,000 hits from all over the world!🎉🎈🎊 The hard work is definitely paying off. Yay!
May 2019 prove to be the panacea we deserve. 2020 can’t get here fast enough…good riddance 2018…
Happy New Year!
I omitted politics and other events from the list to keep this post light and hopeful. The victors write history. Let’s see who is left standing at the end of 2019. Cheers!