The Best Thing That’s Happened to Me In 2020

2020 is certainly a year for the history books. No one saw a pandemic breaking out, or that as a result most countries would essentially shut down in order to keep people at home so that the virus would not spread, and less people would become infected and potentially die. We had no idea when we rang in the decade that it our happy cheers and optimism would peter out only a mere three months later.

I remember my Twitter feed filled with excited tweets about how amazing people wanted to make 2020, how excited we were about being in a new decade. I don’t know what any of us thought the year would hold, but it wasn’t this. In fact, earlier today I joked that Mercury must be in a perpetual, never ending retrograde because this year is just…nuts about sums it up.

It’s easy to focus on the stressful, crazy things happening in the world right now. It’s easy to shake our heads and think, what are we coming to? Because let’s face it, nothing makes much sense right now, and we have no idea if anything will ever again be the way it was before this pandemic broke out.

It is however, important to remember that not everything happening is awful. Babies are being born. People are demonstrating great kindness towards others. Communities are pulling together in unexpected ways. Even though we are isolated and being physically distant from one another, people have found ways to continue to connect with family and friends, and I personally have found that a lot of what has happened during Covid-19 to be inspiring. So today I wanted to take time to tell you about the best thing that has happened to me in 2020 and ask you to reflect on the year yourself.

Becoming A Writer

So what is the best thing that has happened to me in 2020? I have a become a writer. I don’t have a book published, I am not writing a book, but I am a writer again for the first time in several years. Writing has always been a passion of mine, in fact I wanted to be a writer when I was eleven years old and although I gave up that dream and lived inauthentically, I was always writing. Until I wasn’t and when I wasn’t writing, that’s when anxiety really got the best of me. It took me most of my thirties to really understand that I need to be creative. I have many ways to express and explore my creativity, but writing seems to be the one that is the most powerful for me. And in creating this blog, I truly returned to writing in a way that I never have before.

Creating this blog also helped me realize something. There is a story brewing in me, and I need to write it. Or, at least explore it. I hope to soon begin to start writing creatively again. I may never be a published author, but at least I will be a writer.

The idea of beginning to write again is so scary! And to be honest, I think that’s why I haven’t been writing. Several years ago I really threw myself into writing and my craft was becoming more polished, and I stopped writing slowly because I was so busy at work, and stressed by work and had such fatigue and brain fog. And my craft got rusty, and I could feel that every time I sat down to write. But, my writing will never improve if I don’t practice my craft, so I intend to start again and face that fear and disappointment in myself head on.

The best thing that has happened to me in 2020 is deciding to really embrace blogging and writing. I hope to be doing a lot more of both as the year goes on, and to share that part of my journey with you.

What is the best thing that happened to you in 2020? Share in the comments!