Oops, I did it again—I checked my “top nine” this year, and I’m writing about it.
I know that 2020 hasn’t been easy on a lot of us, but I feel really grateful that this year brought us the gift of Miles.
Last year, I said that “If I had to choose a resolution this year, I suppose it would be to be more present.” 2020 certainly made sure of that. With literally no one to see and little to do, I had all the time in the world to focus on our little family, and my ever-growing baby.
There have been many times that I felt like I was just waiting for some sort of catastrophe to happen in my life, because so many around us have experienced such extraordinary loss this year. And although we didn’t exactly make it out of 2020 unscathed, raising Miles and watching the world through his eyes—as fucking cliché as that sounds—was it’s own kind of wonderful.
You already read about my only resolution for next year, so I won’t get into that again. All I will say is that 2020 really had me acknowledging the many many ways my life isn’t actually shit, and expressing gratitude in a way I never have before. I will absolutely be taking that gratitude with me to 2021 and beyond.