Yes, it's a no-brainer, the year is about to end. Once again, we have completed a lap around our mother star; our Sun. In some places, it will even be January 1st, 2024, as you read these lines. The truth is that it doesn't matter what your religion is, what kind of spirituality you have or practice; in one way or another, we all practice a kind of reflection on our lives and what we have done with it during the last 365 days. In my case, I will focus my vision on the weekends and how much happiness it brought to my life to do things I love from Friday to Sunday....
For this reason, there is no better community to publish this post, than on Weekend Experience. Which if I think about it quickly, has become one of my favorites. I'm in Hive since August this year (2023) and I've discovered here, a lot of talent, stories that make you reflect and also amaze. Landscapes, destinations and stories, that invite to the union, to the fraternity but above all, to the love for the NO monotony. Something that undoubtedly unites me in a strong way with this niche. Here we only inhabit people who are never satisfied with the work week.
However, I divide what happened to me this year into two large and distinct halves. From January to July/August, it was an extremely square year, repetitive, boring, routine, without surprises or joy; neither notable sadness or anguish, but if I could define it with a color, it would undoubtedly be gray. Neither good nor bad. And believe it or not, that leaves sequels in the psyche of a human being? Why so much boredom?
Well, I think it's because of not breaking the monotony. And the fact is that, in order to understand the keys to be able to bring happiness to ourselves, it is necessary to have moments where we lack it (joy, pleasure, happiness). Otherwise, how could we appreciate it? It is interesting to see it from this perspective, because many times we blame third parties for our destiny; leaving aside, that many times what ends up happening to us has no one to blame; at least no one external, but ourselves for being, sometimes, so mean. An evil that should not be so normalized, as it unfortunately is...
The second half of the year, in this sense, was the antonym of that first part.... I decided I needed to give my life more substance. I enjoyed coffees, sweets, drinks, and nights out that made me noticeably happier. In addition, this was also the year where I got along with my boyfriend the most and the best. And although I hardly talk about him, believe me when I tell you, he gives me a lot of peace to consolidate coexistence and mischief with another human being. Someone who is your accomplice and lover, friend and caretaker. What a beautiful feeling...
If I remember correctly, in this same community I uploaded my anniversary, which was one of the events that brought me the most joy during this 2023. It was an incredible day. From having my daughter congratulate me for having one more year with my boyfriend (they both get along wonderfully. She loves him, just like he loves her) to dancing all night long for almost the entire night on that beautiful and special day. Once again, if I remember correctly, an unbeatable Saturday in August?
I won't lie to you, I gained a few extra kilos. Mainly, in the second part of the year that I told you about. Pleasure sometimes brings a little bit of guilt... And for a girl, enjoying too much can have consequences. Still, I don't think anything is out of control. A couple of pounds doesn't make much difference. Nothing that in January next year, I can't master and get back to normal. My attitude towards life, in this 2023, was different. I started to use writing as a means to tell what is going on in my mind, and along the way, I found joy and happiness. A pampering of the soul.
Lastly, the only thing left for me is learning. That is, the evaluation, the introspective look into myself. Where I believe I have been able to learn the difference between what I do not want for me and what I do. It may sound crazy, but choosing ourselves, even with a seemingly insignificant and somewhat common act, such as enjoying the weekends, can (and in fact, in my case, has) made the difference. So, what has worked before, must continue to do so, right? And if it is to be improved, I will aim in that direction. Happy New Year, dear friends at Hive and Weekend Experience. Especially to @galenkp, a sweet, kind and gentle friend from HIVE.
All the photos that are available in this post, have been taken by me. Again, ladies and gentlemen, happy new year!
