Not Another New Year’s Reflection (.. okay, just kidding, yes it is)

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FROM THE DESK OF: Nina

Dear 2016,

I’m sure you’ve heard this enough already, but you have been one hell of a year. I’m not going to list the reasons why you’ve made me want to pull my hair out more than once these past 360-something days – I’m sure we’ll see plenty of those as we get closer to December 31st – but let’s just say my “good riddance” to you come the new year will be one expressed with lots of gusto.

Now, that said… I do have to thank you for pushing me forward to the next phase of this strange journey I call adulthood. Not one to sugarcoat anything, you pushed me through the Quarter-Life Crisis without resolve and shoved me right into the terrifying preliminary stages of Saturn’s Return; I can’t remember another time when I’ve had to face my fears and confront what makes me so uncomfortable, and on such a regular, consistent basis.

You helped rekindle my love of writing again by encouraging me to start tinydeskwriters with Aiza and Deo, something I probably wouldn’t have done by myself. (And I am so glad I did!)

You gave me an excuse to take the ultimate anthropological excursion to the Motherland, having my Lola volun-tell me to be in the wedding of a cousin whom I’d never previously met (balut snacks, matchmaking lolas, maximum socializing, and python excursions included). I went in not knowing what to expect but returned with a plethora of colorful stories and new friendships.

You taught me some brutally honest lessons on humanity and broke down that illusion of invincibility that so often accumulates when not reminded otherwise. Your not-so-subtle style of dropping hints reminds me that my elders are, in fact, getting older, and that health isn’t something that stays constant throughout time.

You gave me the confidence to stand my ground in the fashion industry and finally say goodbye to it, leaving it to explore the world of food – something I’d been interested in for awhile. Then you decided to play a sick game of hide-and-seek with said confidence when I jumped into that new world, which has thrown me into a bit of a tizzy and existential crisis as of late. I am still presently looking for where you hid the confidence – you sure did pick a tricky hiding place for it – and am hoping I recover it sooner rather than later.

With just a few days left of being together and getting through this thing we call life (RIP Prince), I’ll be reflecting on what you threw my way this past year, looking back with respect (and a little bit of frustration) for what you taught me. You’ve been a year of confrontation, 2016, and I have a feeling those teachings you started with me won’t really be over when I meet 2017. Whereas you were the year to help me open up to the idea of vulnerability and understanding it, I think you’ve left the task of helping me act upon that openness to 2017. I think you’ve passed the torch to 2017 to help me reach the next step in my journey of personal development. At least, I hope you have.

So, on that note, thank you, 2016, for giving me the ass-kicking I probably needed at this point in my life. But I hope you will understand wholeheartedly when 2017 rolls around and I say to you…

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Respectfully Yours,

Nina

New Year, New You (No, Really, I’m Serious): Part I

FROM THE DESK OF: Nina

Welcome to the first Hump Day of 2016! Congratulations on making it this far. You did it!

… Okay, enough with the positive affirmations. Let’s get down to business.

I don’t know about you, but right about now is the time I usually start making the standard list of New Year’s resolutions that I sometimes follow… but very often end up forgetting about by the time March rolls around.

This year… well, I have a feeling it’s gonna be different. Actually, scratch that; I’m going to make sure it’s gonna be different.

For my first series of posts, I’ll be addressing all of that “new year, new you” beeswax that comes with this time of year by offering tips on how to tackle some of the most common New Year’s resolutions. And we are going to accomplish the most basic of basic New Year’s Resolutions together.

So, without further ado, I present to thee the first installment of the New Year, New You (No, Really, I’m Serious) Series. 2016, come at me, bro.

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SUN’S OUT, CHINS OUT: Me in my natural state of being as a child – lazy, plump, and full of junk food.

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