This December Feels Like Closing a Loop

This December feels like closing a loop.

The grief has been here and present, as it has been for the last seven years, yet it’s also felt wildly different.

Like I’m finally closing, not just a series of chapters, but an entire book I no longer wish to read. Like I’m finally making sense of my loss on a whole new level, along with everything that happened in the aftermath of that trauma.

It’s surreal and disorienting and terrifying at all once, woven together with a strong sense of expansion and clarity. I’ve come home to myself this year in ways I haven’t seen in far too long, and that only continues to accelerate across all areas of my life.

Seven years is a long time to be away from yourself. It’s a long time to navigate the continued costs of an experience that changed everything overnight.

Seven years and I feel like I’m finally closing a loop.

It feels good and heavy and a mess of so many other things.

Merry December, friends.

I can’t wait to share this next season with you. It’s the start of a whole new journey, with a mess of completely new stories I can’t wait to experience.