It's been so long that I don't even know where to start. But I have to start somewhere, I suppose.
Thinking back to the last few times I wrote on this blog, it's strange to think how much has changed. How many things have become settled, and how many things are still changing. I am saddened by how little I wrote for myself during this time of change, for those words will always be lost to be now. There will only ever be a before and an after; for the life I had before and the life I have now bares so little resemblance to one another.
I started my young adult life like most other young adults, by searching for what I wanted, for the life that I would one day have. And though I always thought I knew what I wanted, I had no idea what that would look like.
How far I have come since then.
Enough with the ambiguity. The last time I wrote on this blog I was starting my first semester of university. Since then I have moved across the country. Made a home for myself. Landed my dream job, and met the love of my life.
But this is only just the beginning. Life will forever continue to change.
It's been a wonderfully challenging year with many new and exciting struggles.
Every stage of my life proves to be abundantly busier than I ever thought I could be, and this year I did not stop for months. This year, I moved five times, from one city to another, and through three different provinces. This year, I finally chose a minor to accompany the major I chose for myself when I was in the fourth grade. This year I got engaged. I wrote more chapters than I ever have before.
But, this is only the beginning. My young life was just the prologue, the upbringing before I set out on the adventure of a lifetime.
This new stage of my old life will be busier and more challenging than anything before. But it will also be incredibly wonderful.
P.S. Thank you to my Opa for still asking about the blog I never write on. It was just the push I needed ;)
