This year feels like it just started. Like I got swept up so fast, and I can’t believe it’s over. So here is my year in review, for posterity sake.
I started this year with a Tinder date. The sort of date that I wasn’t thrilled to go on, but figured, “might as well put myself out there.” It wasn’t much. A drink at a bar, some trivia, a walk back to the car. I hadn’t thought it had gone well, until she asked when she’d see me again.
I was working on a campaign for City Commission in a city I didn’t live in, so I was driving an hour to work on the weekends. I wasn’t doing much of anything, but it was enough to keep me busy enough.
I went on a second date with this girl. It turned into a third, a fourth, a tenth date. I was seeing her every spare moment I wasn’t working.
The campaign revved up, and my old boss from a previous job contacted me. Said he was working somewhere new, miles from where we both lived, but he needed an assistant. He asked if I’d come on, and I agreed, not quite sure what I was getting myself into.
The girl I had been seeing for 6 weeks, who I hadn’t been so sure about showed up with flowers. Lilies and daisies and baby’s breath and all the goodness and asked me, in such a serious way, if I would be her girlfriend. As though she was asking for the rest of my life.
I got the job. I didn’t know what I was doing, but I got the job.
And then, wonder of wonders, the candidate I worked for won. I’d never worked on a winning campaign before, and the joy of a win was enough for me to say that I was happy and content to step away.
I was asked then to join my friends in some side work they had. I was asked by a magazine I knew the editor of if I could work on book reviews.
And my job ramped up, my relationship grew from like to love. We planned a trip to Paris. Birthdays came and went. A life has felt like it’s been building.
I traveled. I went to Chicago, and Las Vegas and Philadelphia. I saw my best friend twice in a year when I hadn’t seen her in five.
And I went to Paris, abroad to go see the world for the first time since I was small. It was breathtaking and beautiful, and I don’t regret a moment of it.
And I finished writing my book. It isn’t done, but it is written, and now comes the hard part.
My job has been renewed for another 6 months. My relationship is strong, and I am surrounded by her love daily. I am proud of a year of risks and rewards. I am grateful for a year of growth. I didn’t blog about this year much, but I did live this year, and that counts for something.
I don’t know what is in store for next year. I don’t know what I will keep doing, what I will drop, how things will go on. But I know that I have had a good 2017, and that is a miracle.