I can’t say I’m sad to see you go. You’ve been a long, challenging year — both emotionally and physically — to say the least.
You brought the loss of loved ones. I will never forget them and will cherish them in my heart forever.
You also brought sacrifice. I had three elective surgeries within about seven months. Although I knew it wouldn’t be easy, I definitely underestimated how long and frustrating my recoveries would be. Weeks in casts and splints, months of immobilizations and restrictions, and the temporary loss of independence took a lot out of me and tested my patience.
Despite the difficulty you brought, there have been happy times, too — some new physical gains, new friendships, a snazzy tattoo, volunteering, some work from home, a beach vacation, lots of family time and puppy snuggles, of course. Thank you to my family (shout out to mom!) for taking such good care of me all year long, even when I’m grumpy. And, of course, thank you to all my great doctors, PTs, and OTs.
All in all, 2019, you provided some ups and downs, but I made it through stronger than I was before. And maybe that’s all that really matters, right?
So, adios, 2019!
And here’s to you, 2020. I’m ready for ya.