So, I’m going to keep this short and sweet, partly because I’m harbouring festive germs, but mostly because sometimes less is more.
If I were to go through everything that’s happened this year, we’d be here till next Christmas and there’s honestly not much to say other than 2019 has been the greatest year of my life. I remember writing my New Year’s Resolutions thinking it all sounded amazing, but there was no way I could pull it off. But sure enough, one by one everything was achieved. I’m now on my second tattoo and have a half-sleeve ahead of me. I went to visit the giraffes and discovered that regardless of how much I try to grow, I’m still a short arse. Okay, not everything’s been ticked off; I haven’t been skiing, but watch this space, I have something bigger and better up my inked sleeve.
If you’d told me this time last year this is where I’d be, I would’ve told you to storm off and slam the door on my behalf – storming has never been my forte. The opportunities have been immense, the experiences have surpassed expectations and I’m eternally grateful for the people I have in my life. Ballet shoes continue to guide my every move as they have led me to amazing places: Into my dream job with Lincolnshire Young Voices, into being a Trustee for the Lincolnshire Cerebral Palsy Society, into my near-death sponsored walk and then to a ball for Lincoln Drill Hall, onto the TEDxBrayfordPool Stage, and into slowly transforming Written Wheel into something I can make a living from.
Finally, I’m in a position where I feel more comfortable in my own skin. This gives me the freedom to use what I know to do what I do. It enables me to work alongside passionate people to inspire change in and for others. And it allows me to move forward into what is set to be a fabulous 2020.
Have a brilliant Christmas, you gorgeous lot.