We’re off to Cape Town for Rosh Hashanah as the thought of spending the Jewish new year alone at home with just us was a bit depressing. Plus I think spending time with some of my favourite (and mostly only) family like my siblings would do me good. Plus I’m hoping to switch off my laptop for the better part of the day, run by the mountain, go on a boat ride, visit the aquarium and more.
I don’t really get spiritual or overthinking at this time of Jewish new year, but it’s been quite a tough last one, and I’m looking ahead at a year where hopefully there are good changes, unrepeated mistakes, and lots of healing (and happy running kilometres, obvs).
This year was a year in which:
– I had wonderful travel opportunities (Mauritius, Rio and America)
– Work grew in ways, and diminished in others (I gave up on a few projects and opportunities)
– We were (and still are) part of a great nursery school
– I finished Comrades in the hardest conditions I’ve ever run in
– I had to face a lot of “mom” issues when my mom broke her hip. I was faced with a lot of stuff, and resolved a lot too
– Your uncle Kevin got married. It was a magnificent wedding that we never thought we’d ever see. Although we’re not close, it’s obviously good to have an older brother still in this life.
– I took more emotional and physical blows than I’d like to admit, and ever want to repeat.
– I realised I have so much self “work” to do
– My heart broke a lot
I can only describe this year as a mixed bag, Max. And while they all are, this one had extra bite, brawl and bitterness. I’m looking forward, but what’s behind me doesn’t lessen in significance.
One of my favourite lines in literature (from The Great Gatsby) goes like this:
“So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.” So beautiful.
Chag sameach Max. May you have a healthy, sweet and happy new year.
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