Inside Gigi's World

January 2022.

16 days into the new year.

Only 16 days and it feels like the longest year of my life. The most Monday-ish year ever.

I was hopeful it was going to be a great one. I guess there is still room for hope. There should always be room for hope.

But there is also room for drowning and boy does it feel like I’m slowly sinking.

It has been a hard year already.

Just one thing after another. Like a set if waves that keep rolling in one after another. Just when it seems you found your footing, you instantly get knocked down again. Unable to catch your breath.

Sometimes it feels hard to keep my head above the water.

I try to find the good in situations.

We made it through 2021.

I finished my first semester of school.

I wrote my first short story.

I went to places I have not been before. No place exotic but new places all the same. I put my feet in water at beaches I haven’t been before.

I caught up on some reading.

I wrote more.

Then the concept of time kicks in because time is just that, a concept that man made in the earliest of civilizations thought to help with planting. Eventually turning into what time is now, an idea that seems ever fleeting, slipping through our hands like water in a colander, running right through with us trying to control it but it really controlling us.

The magical time of the year, when the clock turns from 11:59 pm to 12:00 am and instantly the world shifts, the biggest pessimists become optimists and every thing seems all bright and brand new. Then 12:01am strikes and all the newly turned optimists realize that the only thing that changed was the god damned time.

2022 is a new year. Full of new possibilities.

New opportunities.

New friends.

New places.

New adventures.

My hope for everyone is a year as rich and full as you make it.

I hope everyone’s lives are as wonderful as they portray it on Facebook and Instagram.

I hope your feet hit the ground running and you never run out if speed.

I hope your choices make you feel full.

I hope you find a love that knows no time.

I hope you enjoy cake.

I hope you laugh with your whole belly.

I hope you wear smile lines and scars as badges of honor instead of imperfections.

I hope you realize people for who they are and that you do not let their burdens become yours.

My hope for you is that your 2022 is everything you swore it would be.

Meanwhile, my hopes for 2022…that I live year that brings peace and health and that I learn to let go of things that I can not control.

Because what’s the point of a new year if you’re going to be the same you?

Happy 2022 everyone!