Skip to main content

2021: The Year of Acceptance

 Dear 2021,

Thank you for teaching me how to be strong and resilient. Things might not go my way, but I'm still glad with how it turned out in the end. I still believe that things happen for a reason, and that failures make room for growth. I'd say that it was hard having to go through it all, having to feel such discomfort, but I believe that there would be an open door waiting for me at the end of the road, and the only way out is to keep going.


'To thine own self be true' as I quote from one of Shakespeare's plays, Hamlet. To be true to your own self. The past two years, I've grown to get to know me, myself, who I am as a person. Do I like who she (me) is? At first, not so much. I realised that at the beginning, it was rather hard to acknowledge your strengths and your weaknesses, your talents and your flaws, and to measure your self worth. It isn't as easy as they say when it comes to accepting your self and realising that you don't have to be perfect all the time.

I used to think that self-isolation and spending time only with your own self may help to get to know your self, but that's not always the case. Our interaction with other people, friends or strangers, may shape who we are as a person. Honestly, I have nobody to blame but myself for realising this only after the lockdown. There are so many things I regret not doing before the pandemic hit, like spending more time with my colleagues and friends from uni, keeping in touch with them, and so on. But from all of these, I'm glad that I get to learn more things, especially about myself, and perhaps, one day I can bring myself to reconcile with some old friends and connections.

Now I'm looking back with gratitude for being able to hold tight until this very second. I realise that in order to love themselves, one has to know acceptance. I have tried to accept who I am, though I still have to constantly remind myself that I'm enough just the way I am. She may not be perfect, but she is all I have, and I couldn't be more proud of her. Thank you for being so strong.

Cheers to the new year!

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Greetings

Greetings and welcome to my small bubble on the internet, where I share my writings and thoughts with the world! The idea of (re)starting a blog, a new one, has been lingering for a while. The whole quarantine I had been trying to learn more about myself, trying to reflect, trying to grateful, and I would love to pour those feelings and thoughts into a writing and share it. I do hope that you will find some of my writings insightful and/or interesting. Anyway, the first post will be posted very soon. So, stay tuned! Stay safe and take care, everyone! Love, Maire.

Life is a Work in Progress

Singing has been a big part of my life. I started singing when I was in kindergarten. I was in this vocal group with my 4 other friends and I don’t remember exactly if it was a competition but we did travel to another city to perform Sunday school songs at a church. My choir days continued when I was in primary school. I joined the school choir and, at some point, the school music group where I played the xylophone. I found great joy in singing as a kid, and I feel like I could express myself better through a song, and my parents decided to make me take some vocal lessons. As much as I enjoyed it in primary school, I didn’t really want to pursue it during middle school and high school. Being exposed to various other interests didn’t really help the case either. Do you know that feeling when you go to an all you can eat restaurant and there is just so much food from the menu that you would love to try? I think that’s a way to sum up how I feel about things I’m interested in almost all t...