We’re finally at the end of the year! All the things we once stressed so much about in 2019 have (hopefully) gone away and we’re (hopefully) at a point where we’re able to realise that things aren’t forever… nothing is more important than right now.
November has to be my ultimate favourite month because it’s my birthday month (I spend so much time defending this month to people who say its ‘useless’ because everyone just wants to skip to December after October whoops their butts). I always look forward to becoming a year older… I don’t know what it is about ‘growing up’ that excites me but I’m guessing it has to do with reflecting on my past year and setting goals for my growth in the upcoming year.
Spring has sprung on this side of the world and as much as I’m excited about warm weather, rain, wearing less clothes and more time outdoors with my wine, I’m already missing my favourite season, autumn.
After taking some time off of blogging, I am back and I am better!
We’ve made it to yet another month and I’m honestly very thrilled to be free of my college stress for at least a few weeks to get back into the swing of blogging and focusing my energy on my other passions.
Dear past and current Lydia,
In light of it still being the month of love, I’ve been inspired to write a letter from the future to both my past and present selves. Most times, we live a life of stress and panic; we’re afraid of taking leaps of faith for our passions or the people we love out of fear of failure or even the fear of beginning, because of the unknown. You’re a perfectionist and always want to come out on top with a bit of praise and, while that’s okay, facing your fears is the first step.
IT’S THE MONTH OF LOVE!
For a lot of people, February is just a drag because it means that the shops are stocking up on Valentine’s day things to sell to you and you’re reminded quite bluntly that you’re the single friend while everyone has plans for February 14th and all you have, for yet another year, is your TV and a box of tissues (you could even blame my fellow Scorpios for this because apparently we created this lovely day to scam everyone into conceiving more Scorpios. I love this idea better). I really want to say that I feel your pain and that we can all virtually hold hands around an imaginary fire and sing some anti-love songs but, firstly, I’m here with a lot of self-love posts lined up for you and secondly, I’m manifesting a Valentine’s day date so I can’t cry with you this year. Sorry.
After spending the last twelve months counting down to the end of it, we begin the cycle all over again in 2019.
The year is almost coming to an end and more than anything, I am so excited to be stepping into my birthday month to reflect on my growth over the last 12 months. I’ve looked forward to this time since it was this time last year, and while I’ve been counting down the months to yet another birthday, I’ve learned to enjoy the journey this time around.