Not much of an X-mas card™ - edition 2024
Hi,
It’s… been a year, yeah?
I don’t know what’s the past year been for you, and I’d love to read it you if you are willing to share. For myself, I know it was a year of realisations (aren’t they all lately?), of allowing myself to grieve a past me, and forgive her the mistakes we’ve made because we didn’t know any better, a year of learning how to tell myself yes and put myself first. Of learning how to forgive myself for not always being there for me, of learning that sometimes I am allowed to give up on things and people, actually. A resourceful year.
As for the rest, I hope this email finds you in good spirits and a good company. In a comfortable time and space in your life.
I wish you patience and quiet forgetfulness. And the ability to move on without wearing yourself thin from the impossibilities ahead or the ones you have had to put behind you.
I wish you success in the battles you are fighting with whatever monsters are chasing you or lurking in the shadows. I know winning some of them may seem impossible to you right now, but I believe in you. You got this.
I wish you will find a way to keep yourself soft and open for possibilities.
I wish you the ability to appreciate what you have. For envy and anxiety to never walk along you on your path.
I wish you to find a way to stay silly. Just… stay silly. And don’t let bitterness colour your features and view of the world.
I wish you the ability to sit still. Or to push forward in the seemingly quiet moments when your body is aching and your soul is a little bit battered and exhausted.
I wish you the ability to recognise what you need most.
And to easily sway with the tides of changes around you.
I wish you the strength to finish things. Everything and anything on the list of chores that plagues your days. And to add to this list things you’ve done last when you were younger and free-er and hadn’t yet become a serious adult.
I wish you honesty. To yourself, if not to the others. To stop telling yourself the lies the world somehow instilled in you, and to find what really moves you. To cherish yourself.
Sometimes I wonder if all of my wishes are more of a curse and less of a wish, and I guess you’d be the one to judge for yourself.
I wish for peace in Palestine. And Lebanon. And Syria. (Honestly, this list is far longer.)
And I wish you the same.
And above all, I wish you gentleness. Give yourself the same care that you’d give to those closest to you.
With wishes for more kindness,
Adi/Zmeyche
Panagyurishte, 25/12/2024
The previous iterations you can find here: 2023, 2022, 2021, 2020, 2019, 2018.