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Dark nights, brighter days

December 30, 2016


This time of year generally serves up some mixed feelings for me. For the most part I’m glad for the break, the chance to wind down and just relax in my sofa with nothing much to do except read, watch TV and of course eat and eat. And let’s not forget the mulled wine, mulled cider and lots of red!

But with all the lounging around comes much reflection on the year and thoughts about the year ahead, which can bring it’s own anxieties depending on how the year went. This year is no exception as I think everyone can agree that 2016 has been exceptional in its relentless handing out of unexpected and not entirely pleasant or happy news. As I was preparing to write this post, George Michael, Carrie Fisher and her mother Debbie Reynolds have all sadly passed away. I find myself periodically checking the news sites and Twitter to check that no else has checked out of this side of heaven.

For all the bad news which we’ve had to endure this year, not to mention Brexit (depending which side of the debate you were on), the US elections (which would have been sad and depressing even if Hilary won, because it still meant that Barack Obama would no longer be president!), the slow suicide of the Labour party – I literally have no idea what they stand for anymore, countless needless shootings/deaths of Black people, Syria, ISIS and I really could go on, it’s easy and perhaps not entirely unjustified to wallow in the abject misery of it all but 2016 wasn’t all terrible, some good did happen…

Such as the awesomeness that was Beyoncé’s Lemonade album, the videos and her stage stealing performance at the Superbowl. Note to future organisers – Beyoncé is NOT a support act! And the equally awesome A Seat at the Table album by her sister Solange. Both these albums celebrated the strengths and the struggle of being a Black woman in ways that I’ve not seen in a long time. They were intelligent, classy, raw, emotional, angry and unapologetically so. In fact, to me 2016 represented the year when Blackness and Womanhood took centre stage together and everyone took note.

From the Black Lives Matter movement to the girls released from Boko Haram’s captivity and many other examples, 2016 went ways into reminding me that change doesn’t always come without struggle, without sacrifice and that for every setback, every disappointment, there is a gem, a kernel of hope.

2016 for me personally saw some triumphs in getting a new job, running my first 10K, travelling solo, writing again and starting a new podcast. But there were some lows, some very painful moments which I was fairly sure I wouldn’t recover from. But I did, and I’m healing and I’m thankful for those who were around to lift me up with a kind word, a hug or just a smile. You know who you are, and I hope I can do the same for you should the need arise.

I always remember something taught from the Bible that God always leaves a ‘remnant’ to work out His plan for good. In the case of 2016, the remnant could be said to be hope. Hope for a tomorrow that’s better than today and infinitely more better than yesterday. Goodbye 2016, it’s been real. Happy New Year everyone!



From → Faith, Life, Miscellaneous

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