2012: My Apocalypse

This has been the year when everything changed. I always had a pet, but now I don’t. With very little exception, I always lived in the same city. I always thought that I was alone. I always felt that my parents didn’t fully understand or appreciate me. I had thought that my mom’s side of the family was the side that would always be there, but that my dad’s would be the one that would always disappear or blame me for everything bad that has ever happened.

So much has changed.

But isn’t that the case for every person? Isn’t that what we all go through every day of our lives? Isn’t that what it means to be alive? We have to change to survive. We’re never the same person we once were.

I’ve had friends who had children this year, while others have lost a loved one. I’ve had friends who’ve gotten new jobs, while others have lost theirs. I’ve seen great people turn toward horrifying ignorance, but I’ve seen others turn to love and respect. I’ve seen people get sick and I’ve seen them get well. I’ve seen marriages end and I’ve seen them begin.

And I can’t say this is a bad year because even though it has sucked for me, it has been a great one for others. I can only say that it has been hard on me. I can’t just outright call it a bad year because that isn’t really true. It’s just been a year. I’m sure that years where I’ve had mainly good things happen are years when other people have had so many sorrow-filled days because that’s what life is like.

I just have to hope that things next year change, to more hopeful and joyous experiences. I hope that’s not too much to want.

Yes, I’m rambling. And this probably makes no sense. Oh well.

About Janet Morris

I'm from Huntsville, Alabama. I've got as many college credits as a doctorate candidate, and the GPA of some of them, too. I have a boss by the name of Amy Pond. She's a dachshund. My parents both grew up in Alabama.