It seems like yesterday I was drinking a bottle of champagne at work and then stopping a fight between guests when I was working overnight at the hotel. Now, I just rang into the New Year, dancing up a storm at a downtown hotel lobby bar. It just flew past.
2017 was one of the hardest years I’ve been through. Starting from the beginning of the year where I transitioned from my management training program to my first full time management position, it has been a year of hard lessons, hard falls, and tough times. It started shaky, peaked to a high, and tumbled off a cliff near the end. I cannot recall the last time I’ve spent so much time crying. If I can sum up 2017 in three words is: loss, sorrow, and numbness. There were some good moments, but 2017 for me was the lowest of lows. From losing my job to budget cuts, losing my grandfather to illness, and losing my relationship, I felt I had lost everything, and hit rock bottom. For the longest time, I couldn’t get back up. It hit like a ton of bricks. And it kept swinging.