2020 has been such a wild ride. January was marked with a volcanic eruption, no less, then came the pandemic which is still affecting all of us. Honestly, I thought it would only last for a month or two, but obviously not, and I’ve never felt so bad about being so wrong. Things are kind of looking up right now, with the quick development of vaccines left and right, however, we can’t really expect getting a proper vaccine until mid-2021 the earliest, right? But at least there is hope.
As I’ve mentioned in a previous post, I’ve taken more workload this year due to the resignation of my counterpart in Germany, and it’s not a role usually given to someone who has spent a little bit under a year in the position. While I am thankful for the trust in my abilities, I had other commitments that made everything difficult — as I’ve also said before, I applied and got into the graduate school that I’ve been holding off for so long. I find myself with less free time to enjoy the things I enjoy doing (like sleeping, reading, writing!) and my mind is more focused on trying to organize the game plan for the next day just to prevent being swamped up by work and school. My anxiety over things worsened, more so when I started to not meet quotas I expected myself to meet. My brain was in such a state that I refused to accept anything less than my own high expectations, so even though I was constantly assured that it wasn’t my fault, I thought instead that I wasn’t really trying my best because I couldn’t focus on just one thing. Looking back, I thought this year was kind of uneventful for me because I was stuck in the same busy cycle every day that I had very little time to really socialize aside from a super quick chat. I failed to notice that the very things that made me that busy was quite an event in my life that I didn’t even know how I managed to pull off this year.
I also failed to notice that there were a lot of things that happened this year that I wouldn’t have done if it was a normal year. I was able to spend time with my parents without worrying and dreading the time I’ll be leaving. I was able to spend my year in the cool climate that Baguio has to offer. I was able to start collecting albums of artists I enjoy listening to. I was able to meet with friends that I don’t always have chances to meet, and we were able to become closer because of it. I was able to attend some online seminars with the singles’ community in the church (on how to maximize this season!) and meet people in different countries. I was able to go on a staycation with friends without fearing infection because the local government unit was pretty good at managing the pandemic. I was able to keep my finances well. I was able to catch up on my leisure readings. I was able to finish some things that were long overdue (like unresolved feelings? Hm.) I was able to enjoy my quiet time with the Lord more. Actually, even the fact that I was able to start my Master’s, I owe it to the opportunities that presented itself during this time.
Honestly, I wouldn’t have really noticed how much has happened in my 2020 and how much appreciation I have that despite the pandemic, my family’s still healthy and we have stable jobs. I wouldn’t have taken time to reflect on my year if it wasn’t for this short break that I have, along with meeting with some friends who were genuinely interested in how my year went. I thought at first that I was just spouting positive, watered-down statements like how I usually would when I don’t want to explain anything or I don’t want to bring the mood down, but then I find myself really appreciating the year despite trials and challenges. Of course, it’s still quite a difficult year, knowing what is happening out there — layoffs, worse health, death of a loved one, social injustices, incompetent government etc. At the end of all of this, I hope that we will be able to hold accountable all those who were responsible and/or practically abandoned their duties in the middle of the chaos.
As for 2021, I am kind of hopeful for the year. I mean, it would be better to be hopeful about it, right? This year actually taught me to be grateful and more appreciative of the things that I have. So while I know that things will be tough next year (more units in school, the horror!), I’ll continue to persevere and press on. After all, all things, good or bad, come to an end. And I now know better where to anchor my hope. I want to thank the Lord because He has been faithful this year, and I know that He will continue to be faithful in the next year. I am excited for the breakthroughs and surprises that may be revealed in 2021!
Happy new year, everyone!