The Five Stages of Grief by Nayyirah Waheed
2015 was an extremely trying and bittersweet year. There were some highs and plenty of lows. I found a new appreciation for lipstick and supporting small businesses. My boy turned 4 and I saw a lot of nature things. Made new friends and built with old ones. I read a pile of books and placed a pen to journal pages with some regularity. There was a lot of crying and clothes shopping and abstaining from clothes shopping. I decided to make room for magic and yoga and weight-lifting and good food and bad decisions. I sucked at relationship mending but learned how to say no. I attempted to not be passive and failed many times. Sometimes I succeeded. I learned that I often don’t like hearing the truth as much as I enjoy telling it.
If I made resolutions, my single one for next year would be to make it look nothing like this one.
Happy New Year, everyone. Onward and upward.