Happy Blind Year

It’s nearly that time. Thank you for an amazing year. I can barely contain my excitement for 2019. Despite the bad, I’m looking for the good, in everything.

I hope that if your year was unpleasant, you find a reason to make next year more than it could have hoped to be.


With the year soon coming to an end, I wanted to you about resolutions.

The New Year is always a period of great hope and joy in the hearts of people. Pretty frequently on my social media account, I see things to the tune of “This year sucked, let’s make next year better.” Earlier this week I saw an image cut together from someone on my timeline who had retweeted tweets all the way back from 2009 or something about how bad that year was, and they hoped the following year would be better.

I’ve had my share of rough years, and like most people, I am confident that 2019 will be better than 2018, but I was thinking the other day, what if our current year wasn’t as bad as we thought it was?

Humans have a unique ability to cling to the bad and release the good in often surprising ways. I can’t tell you how many great things happen to me regularly, but I can sure as hell tell you about all the rough seasons, I’ve had in the last few years. I’d have to think about a lot of the minor goodness that I’ve seen. To round out 2018, I sat down with my girlfriend last night to watch some movies and relax. We turned on Bird Box, a pretty popular hit that came out just before Christmas based on a novel of the same name.

As we watched, I was thinking about how difficult it would be to live while blindfolded. The amount of work you’d have to put in would be astounding, just to complete menial tasks. I personally considered the struggles of cooking dinner with a rag around my eyes.

It likely wouldn’t be pleasant.

That led me on a spiraling thought pattern about how we live day to day, in doing so I thought about all of the times I personally have put a blindfold on when it wasn’t necessary. I blinded myself to everything just to block out the possibility of the bad from coming through.

Much like many of us do, I gather.

The end of the year has that striking effect every year, where we catalog all of the things that happened to us over the course of it and more often than not, we tend to count more bad things individually. It’s our propensity for being attracted to disaster, I think. Humans are hard-wired to face stress and overcome it. When December comes to an end it’s like a magic blindfold that comes down over our eyes and hides all of the blessings from sight.

When we recount, we lose all of those amazing things that happened.

The positive moments and the blessings seem to slip through the cracks when we look at the year as a whole. There is just too much to take into account. A year is a lot of time and in that time we experience a lot of moments, and I want to be clear. I hope you don’t think I’m trying to take away from the tragedy of your life. There are always things outside of our control, and perhaps this year the bad did outweigh the good, but I hope you don’t focus on that this year. Take your blindfold off + look. Look at everything you’ve done and find the things you can be proud of.

Hold on to them going into next year.

I can speak only for myself, but this year has been humbling, confusing, and amazing. Every bad day was paired with a good one, and I hope that yours was the same if not better.

I’ll part 2018 with this sentiment for you…

If you find yourself blinded by your tragedy, look for the blessings. If you can’t find one, make one. 2018 doesn’t have to suck.

Nothing does, forever.

Happy New Year.

(Go watch Bird Box, it was pretty good. Despite all the hype.)

 


 

I won’t be seeing you again until the new year, and I’m excited for the final moments of 2018, to see what they will bring and what I will do with them.

Thank you for spending so much time with me this year. I hope we will continue because I rather enjoy it all.

If you’re having a hard time going into the new year, I encourage you to seek friends or companions, I encourage you to get out and have dinner with them, laugh with them, and enjoy your time here. It’s the only time we get to experience this miraculous life.

I hope it is kind to you.

-AT

 

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