The Eleventh Tuesday: We talk about 2016

Don’t think I forgot it was Tuesday (although I kinda did:/). It’s been a busy day. Babysat this morning, spent the afternoon with my aunt for her birthday. And honestly, I was feeling kind of uninspired this Tuesday. I had a rough week last week. Within hours of posting about what a great Tuesday it was, I threw up. I pretty much had all but one of the awful ailments in the pepto bismal song, I slept for 21 hours out of 24 one day. I finished all of Gilmore Girls for the second time (what is my purpose anymore without the gals???). It was not my day, week, month, or, yes, even my year. So then I started thinking about the hell of a year I’ve had.

 Ah, 2016. The year everyone will remember as the year they said “WTF?!” a little too often. It’s been a nutty ride, to say the least. It was filled with the good: Africa, graduation, passing the NCLEX, athleisure, contouring, the Gilmore Girls revival. And it was also filled with the bad: a circus of a presidential election, graduation, a break up, stubbed toes, killer clowns, Zika, passing of loved ones, cancer.

2016 has been a rollercoaster that I accidentally got in line for thinking it was the line for the bathroom, and I really can’t wait to get off. It has made me nauseous, literally.

It’s funny. 2015 was also a year I was so done with and I remember saying “2016 is MY year, I can feel it.” Ha. So I won’t be saying that about 2017.

But even though this year has kicked my booty to the curb, it made me stronger. It made me better. It made me smarter. It changed me in the best way possible.

If I had to use one word to describe myself during this year, it would be resilient. It wasn’t about how I fell, but how quickly I got back up. Life socked me in the face, I took it with grace, and then I hit ’em with an upper cut. I actually have no idea if any of these boxing terms make sense, but this chick just signed up to start boxing lessons in the new year and I’m pumped. (Am I more of a Rocky or Muhammad Ali?)

But really, let me give you an example.

The punch: “The biopsy confirms that it’s classical Hodgkin’s Lymphoma.”

The grace: “Yea.” (I was smiling? I remember that)

3 seconds later …

The reaction: “Ok so what’s the plan?”

And that’s pretty much how I handled this year.

Despite the obvious shittyness this year brought into my life, the people in it made it as rad as it could be. I made lots of friends, got closer with friends I already had, and learned how important it is to be around people who support you. So for me, it was also a year of good friends, and I couldn’t be any more thankful for that. 

And while 2016 wasn’t my year, it will certainly be a year to remember. There was a lot of celebration and a lot of sadness. There were a lot of laughs and a lot of tears. I wouldn’t want to live it over again, but I wouldn’t want to live without it. Well, I could live without the whole cancer thing, but I can’t change that so you get what I mean.

2016, it’s been real, but as Beyoncé would say, BOY, BYE.

Wishing you all a happy and HEALTHY New Year. Never really took that part seriously but I definitely will be this year.

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