Dear 35
I feel choked up writing to you.
Because as 36 nears, I just feel so grateful for you and while its always hard to see the big picture in the middle of it, you were the year so much changed.
You were the year I found my way home to a place of love in my own body.
You were the year I found what I feel like is my purpose in the world.
You were the year in which I found the way to help people that most lights me up.
You were the year I really started to recognize the woman in the mirror as a friend.
You were the year I walked through some fire to find those good things.
You were the year I learned to stop hiding my own light.
You were the year I started to drop my armour blocking my heart from hurt.
You gave me more than I could have asked for in one year and taught me that it is okay to ask for even more.
You were the year I stopped believing I wasn’t worthy of love, without having someone prove that to me.
You were the year I stopped standing in my own way.
You were the year I fell in love with hiking.
You were the year I learned to radiate.
You were the year I felt truly believed in.
You were the year that changed me.
You were also the year that doesn’t know all the answers, or what is ahead. You weren’t perfect but you were transformative. You were what so many of those years have been working towards and you have helped me lay groundwork for what is ahead. You didn’t get the 2 wishes you called upon when 35 arrived but girl, you sure did work towards them.
36 is almost here and I feel more trust than ever that this year will open up to even more beautiful learning. I don’t expect 36 to be perfect by any means, but I am seeing all the ways that 35 has laid groundwork for your potential. I expect that I really will have to keep showing up for myself and not getting in my own way and if I succeed in that. You could change everything too.
So 35, its our last day together before I move onto the next year and I just want to say thank you and I loved you (even when you hurt).
With my whole heart,
xo
viv