So Long, 2016
Oh, 2016. I had such high hopes for you. You were supposed to be the year of exciting travels and becoming a home owner and planning our wedding. You were supposed to be the year of personal development and making plans for the future. You were supposed to be such a happy year. Looking back, 2016 has been all of those things to some degree. The first half of the year was filled with so much happiness - the thrill of choosing our wedding venue, the heart bursting pride we felt when we picked up the keys to our very own home. There were new babies and amazing trips and blog opportunities that made me feel so, so lucky. There were lovely long days with our families and weekends filled with good food and laughter and love. There was a hell of a lot of the good stuff.
I remember writing this post back in July. I remember that feeling of contentment bubbling in my chest, the happiness showing on my face. When I read that post now, I can see how naive I was. How ignorant I was of the fact that life can change in an unhappy instant.
So many people are ready to see the back of 2016. It was the year that brought us Brexit and Trump and stupid looking Toblerones. It was the year we lost so many of our heroes, the icons who have changed the world for the better. It was the year that brought us scenes of devastation in Syria and so many other parts of the world. It's only human to want to draw a line under everything that has gone wrong, to move into a new year with a fresh state of mind.
I too am ready to kick 2016 goodbye. Despite all of the good stuff, it has undoubtedly been the worst year of my whole life. Our family has suffered a kind of heart break that 12 months ago I couldn't have even imagined. It has challenged and tested us, and at times it would have been easier to give in. But we have grown even closer, become stronger versions of the people we were before. I have learnt so many lessons this year that will stay with me for my whole life.
I am very ready for the fresh start that 2017 will bring, but it also feels kind of bittersweet. It feels hard to move into a new year without our little Blossom, it feels hard to leave 2016, the last year we spent with her, behind. But we will ring in that new year together as a family, just as we have spent all of the most difficult moments of this year. And for that reason, I know we'll be just fine.
So see you later, 2016. Thanks for the lessons and thanks for the happy memories that made the hard stuff more bearable. 2017 - I'm coming for ya.