Thought I’d party like crazy since graduating college, but seriously, I can’t recall the last time I really went out and “partied.” Either that, or I have a very short term memory. It’s strange how content I feel just being home, having time to myself— without feeling bored/the need to go out and “do something.” I’m happy being home. I no longer sit and criticize myself on all the flaws I see within myself; my inner-perfectionist may slowly be dying (which is very good news, seeing how much of a perfectionist I’ve learned to become over the last few years!), and I’m much more appreciative of who I am, and what it is I want in the future. Without me even really trying to search for myself, I feel as if I found myself; I almost feel as if my soul had been trying to grab find me this whole time, if that makes any sense (?). It’s a strange feeling. All in all, I just know I have not felt such self-satisfaction with all aspects of my life in a very long time, and I’m just enjoying every bit of it. I feel different. I feel grown up. I feel liberated. I feel blessed.
This holiday season has truly been something special; I had much more fun spending time with my family this year than the last, or the year before. It’s not to say all the sudden every single person in my family has become your ideal perfect family, but I honestly don’t think I could’ve had as much fun hanging out with my family for days like I have in the past week or so if something hadn’t changed. They say the older you get, the more appreciative of your family you become… That, to a certain extent, is true— but in all honesty, perhaps what has really changed is my perception on everyone and just about everything life entails. I seriously learned to be truly appreciative over my life’s blessings (lately, that has been my family), and to be grateful for them.
What a great way to end the year. New Year’s is right around the corner, and I’m going to make 2014 my best year yet— I promise!
Till next random post,