As the year draws to a close, I’ve been reflecting on the highs and lows that have shaped me. It's been a year of deep challenges, personal growth, and unexpected lessons. While I’ve faced some incredibly tough moments, I also feel a sense of pride in how far I’ve come, and I’m hopeful for the future.
One of the hardest parts of this year was losing my beloved dog to cancer in March. The pain of that loss is something that still lingers with me. As a pet parent, it's hard to put into words how deep that love goes, and when that connection is lost, it leaves a space that nothing else can fill. The grief has been hard to navigate, and unfortunately, it sent me into a depressive episode. As someone diagnosed with Major Depressive Disorder, I know how overwhelming it can be to feel stuck in that mental space. I’m still in the thick of it, but I’m getting a little better each day. Healing isn't linear, but I’m learning to be gentle with myself in the process.
This year also brought challenges in my relationships with others. Some of those I considered family, both biological and in my yoga community, turned out to be less supportive than I had hoped. This has been painful, but stepping away from those relationships has been a blessing in disguise. I’ve come to realize that sometimes, we need to release what is no longer serving us, even if it hurts in the short term. The lessons I’ve learned through these challenges have been invaluable, and for that, I’m grateful.
One of the biggest leaps I’ve taken this year was stepping away from my other job to focus full-time on teaching yoga. This was a decision made from my heart. I know in my soul that yoga is where my true passion lies, and my skills in guiding others are what I’m meant to share with the world. It's been both exciting and terrifying, and as I sit here at the close of the year, I’m still figuring out where this leap will land. But what I do know is that I'm committed to this path, and I believe that with time, this choice will lead to the success I’ve been seeking.
In the midst of all the chaos, I also rediscovered my love for crafting. Crocheting, painting, making jewelry—these creative outlets became a form of therapy, a way to cope with my grief and channel my emotions into something beautiful. Crafting has not only been a form of healing but also a way to reconnect with my inner child and my creative spirit. I’m excited to continue exploring new projects in the new year and share them with those around me.
All in all, when I look back at this year, I can feel a sense of pride for who I’ve become. Life isn’t always easy, but it’s in the tough moments that we often grow the most. As we step into the new year, I’m holding onto the lessons, the resilience, and the hope for what’s to come. Thank you for being a part of my journey.
Here's to continued healing, growth, and the blessings that await us in the new year.
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