It’s already halfway through January, and I’ve neglected my blog (and consequently, photo project posts) since about midway through November. I do have a lot of ideas that have been stacked up waiting for me to take the time to elaborate on them; I really hope that I find more time to stop, think, and write this semester than I did last.
Today, I just want to wish everyone a Happy New Year. Perhaps I’ve seen you already since 2016 began and had the chance to say it in person. Perhaps I haven’t seen you in a long time, and certainly not yet this year–in this case, I hope to see you soon and have the opportunity to say hello and catch up again in person. Regardless, I hope everyone is well, and continuing to seek out the people, things, and places in their lives that bring happiness, peace, and love. New Year doesn’t inherently necessitate that we “re-make” our lives, but it does provide an inspiration for us to reflect on what has made us happy and fulfilled in the past arbitrary chunk of time. In that sense, we make it meaningful, and sometimes that’s okay.
Some of you know that these past couple months have been immense for me. It’s meant that I’ve been thinking a lot about my future and where I can take it from here. I’ve been thinking about my university experience–what I’m grateful for and what I’m happy to do away with. I haven’t always had the easiest time at university, but far too many good things came of this choice for me to ever regret my decision in the slightest. Now, I’m in my last semester before graduation, and in some ways (just a few), it’s a little bittersweet. But I’ll leave that for another time.
I was in Scotland for Christmas and New Year, and had the chance to enjoy 12 or 13 mostly rainy days and one night of clear skies. I don’t tend to ascribe significance to chance events, and I won’t do it now. I will say, however, that it doesn’t get much better than spending New Year’s Eve with many lovely people on a cold Scottish beach, fireworks lighting the sea in front of us and the Northern Lights hanging in the clear sky behind. The joy was indescribable; a friend and I once called such joy a “Sweeping feeling of well-being.” I was rather swept-away.
For now, I’ll wish you a Happy New Year, with love, joy, and happiness abound in the coming year.