On this last day—
December standing at the door
with her coat on, tapping her watch—
I turn around and look at you,
2025,
and say,
whew.
You were not subtle.
You arrived like a plot twist
with good intentions and sharp elbows.
You gave me champagne highs,
flatline silences,
and lessons disguised as detours.
You asked me questions
I did not know I was brave enough to answer.
And yet—
every moment left a receipt.
Every ache came with instruction.
Every joy left breadcrumbs
leading me back to myself.
You stretched me.
You tried me.
You introduced me to versions of myself
that required a deeper backbone
and a better sense of humor.
(Thank you for that—
without laughter,
I might’ve flipped a table.)
So today,
I honor the new me—
the one who no longer begs clarity
from chaos,
who no longer negotiates her worth,
who understands that peace
is not passive,
It is chosen.
I celebrate the woman
who learned how to let go
without announcing it,
How to walk away
without slamming doors,
How to say “no.”
with a smile and a straight spine.
I toast the version of me
who finally said yes—to me.
Yes to warmth.
Yes to growth that doesn’t require suffering.
Yes to love that doesn’t need proof.
Yes to falling in love with myself
without apology,
without delay,
without waiting for permission.
2025,
You were a roller coaster
with no safety bar,
and still—
I stayed seated,
hands up,
heart open.
That counts for something.
So I bid you farewell
with poise and a little sass,
with gratitude and boundaries intact.
May you find peace
in the lives you shaped,
and may your lessons rest now,
fully learned.
As I step forward,
I do so warmer,
wiser,
more embodied.
I enter the new year
not asking what I deserve—
But declaring what I will accept.
Everything that needed conquering
has already been met.
Everything that needed healing
has already begun.
Everything that needed courage
found me right on time.
Goodbye, 2025.
It was…
intense.
And hello—
to the life that meets me next
with open hands,
soft laughter,
and room to breathe.
I’m ready–
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