It's now 2020 but a lot happened towards the end of 2019. I stood up for myself at my place of work, completed my second Associate's Degree Program, Graduated with honors, was offered a scholarship, and applied to a local four-year institute. All of these things were the positive parts of how a year of struggling ended. Behind all of these steps forwards, other things in my life had me looking back or falling backwards. My car needed major work, setting me back financially. The holidays are never easy and this year was pretty rough. I kept my head high, though, and did as my heart told me, ending up exhausted even more than normal, going into the new year.
2020 is a year I thought for change or for a more positive push towards my future. We are now 9 days in and so much has happened already that has been negative. I have been personally in a funk since Thanksgiving 2019, with that holiday being around the death of my mother which happens to also be my grandfather's birthday. They have both been gone over 10 years, with this year being 14 years since my mother died. If I were to nitpick every moment that has led up to today, I would only see me giving my all to others with little appreciation shown. I guess you can expect that when it comes to family. It has been several years since I have truly enjoyed a holiday since I end up attending all family commitments but somehow am roped into helping out to the point of doing things so they don't have to. Now, some of it I never minded like helping my great aunt, who is in her 80s and mentally challenged. The hard part is watching my aunt talk down to her, treating her like she's a dog. I tried to keep quiet about all she had said or done but I told my father, who became equally disgusted with my aunt. We all made it through the holiday season but the new year's brought new issues, one by one.
Right before Christmas 2019, my sister scheduled wisdom teeth removal for January 3rd. I went with her to the surgery, not knowing exactly how much she was going to need me for a few days following. As stated before, I never mind helping family and she was truly appreciative. I am just lucky that I am off of work from the college for a couple more weeks to assist her as she needs. The problem that came to light, which I have seen for years, was just how uncaring my father was to the situation. He acted like he was going to help but only tempted my sister with food she couldn't have, was mad that I couldn't help him with yard work because I was so tired, and yes he works a lot but was not helping out with anything at all. A couple days after her surgery, my area was placed under a boil water advisory, which made washing clothes, washing dishes, and even cooking difficult. My sis had to boil water just to do her mouth rinse and trying to cook "soft foods" for her, besides a pudding or yogurt cup, grew harder to do. We made do and the advisory was lifted. Yesterday, the 8th, I was able to wash all the clothes that had backed up and all of the dishes. All in all, each obstacle thrown at me I took head on, no matter how tired I was or how frustrated I became with the people around me. If this hadn't have tested me, I wouldn't have even realized that it was a test. I already know how stressful life can be and that life doesn't hand you more than you can handle, so, I must be one tough cookie.


