Honestly, if I was going to pick any year of my life to reflect on, it would be this past year. Hands down. 2019 was the year of transition. It was transition and sudden change and everything in between. I’ve been thinking about writing this for the past couple of days and was constantly set back in my thoughts of, “how can I even put words to the experience of the last year?” or “I feel too many things where do I even start to reflect?” I’m a feeler.
Think about the very first thing you do in the morning. If you're like the vast majority of people (let's stick with in the United States), then you probably reach to your nightstand and check your phone. I'm assuming you check for social media updates, personal and work email, and maybe the news. Am I guessing right?
Tell me if this sounds familiar.
Annabelle is a working woman. She's got a full-time job that she loves, a partner that she loves, and great friends. She balances her time doing extra work around the office or bringing work home (trying to move up in her corporation), being with her partner through outings, dinner, or relaxing (usually with work in tow), and attending get-togethers with friends, whether planned or spontaneous. With all intents and purposes, Annabelle should feel ecstatic. In her own words, "I have everything I wanted to have at this point in my life..."
(wait for it...).
