2017 is right around the corner. A few blog posts ago I talked about learning how to embrace changes and fear them less. To talk openly about them more and how they affect the paths we take in the future. But more importantly, how we view the present. Changes occur on the daily; tiny little changes over time that maybe in a year we only start to take notice. Some occur over years of development and self exploration. And even then, we still can’t completely figured out the process of it. Just seeing the physical and mental changes I have gone through in the lifespan of this blog is a perfect example of that. Just the other day I was thinking about how someone described my style and mannerisms as elegant. Funny, because I’ve always been kind of a klutz ever since I was a kid, despite being a dancer. I would never use the word elegant to describe myself. But there I was, with someone who thought that I was exactly that. Funny to think about how the perspective of ourselves change as soon as we hear the perspective of others. And it got me thinking, maybe I have been growing into that sort of a human being . . . one that is slightly verging on elegant. And I didn’t even realize it until now.
So here I am, in a dress that I probably wouldn’t have worn 4 years ago if someone tried to shove it down my throat. And a jacket that is fluffier than ever. A kind of fluffiness that I normally stray from. I never considered myself the overly girlish, princess type. I don’t care about tea parties. I’d rather drink a beer. And I normally have runs in my tights. Usually not on purpose. But today, the runs in my tights are scarce. For some reason, the adult part of me knows its smart to have more than one pair, and I pay more for my tights now. And I quite like the chic modesty of this dress and how it makes me feel put together even when I’m feeling borderline chaotic. The feathered jacket? A very impractical item of clothing that serves no purpose other than existing as a delicious indulgence (similar to that of eating an second slice of chocolate cake). But impractical as it is, it suits my state of mind right now. It makes me feel like a woman. It makes me feel sassy. It makes me feel like the life of the party. And I don’t even have to be at a party at all. I could be hanging at home butt naked with only this jacket on, and it would make me feel sexy and unconquerable AF. I don’t know how or why these feelings came about, they just did. It’s a normal part of growing up I assume.
A lot has changed since the beginning of this blog. Fashionable and unfashionable phases. Things that I hated at some point in time may have found me at a later time where it felt right to love them. And I know that somethings that I love now I won’t feel the same way about later on down the rode. This may or may not be. As each year turns over into a new one, surprises and changes are inevitable. And we won’t know until they happen, and maybe we won’t know until far, far after the fact. But the point is that whenever we do finally realize them, we must hold onto them knowing that they are a part of life. They make us what we are, and what we are is ever changing. It’s a scary thing to think that we are each so capable of turning over new leaves at the snap of our fingers, leaving things and places and people behind without knowing exactly the road ahead, and taking chances without expectations. If you think about, these parts of life, as much as they seem like road bumps (they are for sure), they are also very bold and powerful maneuvers. They are something we cannot help but give into when life throws us curveballs. Curveballs are the greatest tests of our strengths, and the changes we go through are just reflections of those strengths.
So this 2017, don’t go against the current of change. Let them come and run through you. That will give you all the more reason to party it up in the new year.
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