As I sit and watch the sky change colours and beacon the new year, my mind thanks the stars again for the year. This year has been nothing but a rollercoaster of everything. It has changed me and taught me that all one needs is time. I never thought I'd end this year loving makeup, skincare, hair care, and everything too girly. I hoped for a guy to stay till next year, only to end up loving someone new and losing that too as I see the new sunrise—the growth from loving or liking others to loving myself far more. I never saw myself as capable as I am right now, the year before. I am proud to have achieved the GOT model, learned Python, and developed myself. My writing increased, fueled by various emotions and situations. The best moment is when my sister finally says yes to her lover and wears a ring. The sixteen-year-old me who counted those nights healed, as her only naive wish was for her sister to sleep peacefully. I wish I could go back to her and hug her to tell her that time works out. Sometimes, you only need to give yourself some scars and pain to heal. In the future, I hope that when I share these emotions. The unexpected closeness of bonds made this year warms me like the sun's rays. The broken bridges are left to the universe to mend, for I have done my share. The 16-year-old me who chose to always be there for people she loved when they cried, despite anything, deserves someone to be there for her as well. She and my ten-year-old self have the softest place in my heart, and it's up to me to care for them. So, as I make my New Year resolutions, the top is to have patience and be happy as the skies change their colours.
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