Here's to 2014

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I sought out to forget 2014 in its entirety. but inspite of the epic heartbreak I suffered. I learned so much

My biggest lesson though, is no matter how well you think you plan. Allah is the ultimate planner
I have no regrets, everything I have done has been my best attempt, and for the most part, thats all we can manage.  This isnt the end of my journey, just some exceptionally windy bits.




People:
1. You can love someone so much and do nothing as they slip away,  I wish my mom was still here, but God called her, and I don't question it. But I miss her
2. Everyones journey is their own, no matter what your intention, some people have to find their way on their own
3. Loving someone isn't always enough.


Hearts:
1. heartbreak is soul destroying
2.Recovery is possible
3. Embrace your vulnerablity

Friends:
1. Forgiveness is easier when you love someone
2. Friends have big hearts, I couldn't have managed this last 7 months without them


Family:
I have a the love and support of a  good, solid, loved family.
My family is everything

Me
I  lost 17kgs and here's to the next 20!I lost my head between grief and stress. Hopefully 2015 ushers in some clarity. I learnt to trust myself, be alone and to accept things.

Here's to next year, and its adventures I trust and hope its good not just for me, but for everyone.

Love and Light and in the words of the late but awesome Ridi Laher
Onwards!

From a broken-but-recovering Aasia







Comments

Az said…
Wishing you all kinds of good things for 2015 Aasia ;)
January 12, 2015 at 8:31 PM
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