Reflection.

You’ve probably been hearing it for weeks now – 2016 was the worst year in history. Not that we humans like to exaggerate much.
Given the political climate, most point to the election as the troublemaker. Others are upset over the numerous Hollywood loses. Still, I can’t help but look back on the year with pride. As others wallow in anger and resentment at their previous 12 months, this party-of-one has done quite well.
I’ve reached two of my biggest goals thus far – all within the last 365 days. In July, I moved into my first apartment. I haven’t lived with my parents since I started college, but I’ve always had roommates. While some have become lifelong friends and others enemies, I’ve always dreamed of a space of my own.
In September I accepted a job in my field, that I love. I was missing something in my life for a few months when I felt God lead me back to the news, and I couldn’t be happier.
But it’s not just me. I think if anyone truly reflected on their past year, they too couldĀ find high points of happiness and pride. Each January, I write a list of resolutions or goals I want to reach by the end of the calendar. Though I often forget about them a couple months later, when I look back on them the last week in December, I see I have reached many of them. I pray the upcoming year is as good as 2016 really has been.
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