2016

was 366 days

of dreaming,

of learning,

of reflecting,

of growing myself

into the person I long to be.

 

2016

was 366 days

of laughter,

of ideas,

of memories,

and friendships to last a lifetime.

 

2016

was 366 days

of meeting,

of role-models,

of heroes,

of kind handshakes when 

I met the president and his wife.

 

2016

was 366 days

of music,

of photographs,

of dancing freely,

of art and passion,

and keeping busy with things that I love.

 

2016

was a year

of losses,

of heartbreak,

of destruction,

of anguish,

of disbelief,

of anger,

of confusion,

of sacrifices

necessary to continue on

 

2016

was 366 days

of courage,

of commitment,

of perseverance,

of dedication,

of hard work,

of

HOPE,
attempting to get back on my - scratch that - our

feet.

 

2016

was

a jam-packed, animated year.

On day one

I was not like

the girl in the mirror

that warmly stares back at me

on day 366.

 

I am happy, mostly.

And that's the way it should be.

But the world, I'm not too sure.