It's been a year since I last wrote in this blog and so much has changed, but so much hasn't. Reading through these old posts feels a little bit like remembering an old friend who I have a lot in common with. I think that's good. 

I'm amazed that I even made it this far... like, being alive at all. I wish I would have kept a more consistent diary through the past year, but it seems like I can't seem to manage that. Though I'm VERY glad I didn't delete any of this. At least I have some memories that I get to keep. 

It might be for the best that I don't remember everything and that life can be kind of a blur. 

But I need to start remembering and holding on to what I have, and appreciating it. I do remember appreciating all the good moments in the past, while they were happening. So maybe that's not a huge problem for me.