Closing Chapter 2021

As a child and young woman, I used to write diaries full of stories, emotions, thoughts, to understand, articulate, reflect on my feelings. But ultimately mainly to process events, understand them, give them a place, and finally let go. Writing has helped me come to my senses, several times in my life. Today, notebooks are still scattered all around the house, they are used more to remember things, ideas that pop-up and things I shouldn’t forget. Writing has become more digital these days, and I often type what I feel instead of writing on paper. My iPhone is the pocket computer I use for nearly everything, I still like to write or scribble thoughts on an empty screen.

Bye

I wrote it on Instagram earlier this week; I feel the blues. Nothing new because I have felt a melancholy come over me for as long as I can remember at the end of each year. Saying goodbye, looking back at what has been, and letting go of times that will never come back. 2021 was, of course, a beautiful year with unique highlights. Like every year it has its own shine. But it was also a year where Covid was still dominating and ended up into a total lockdown in the end.

My way of living “in the now” is to look back and accept what has been. Realizing it will never come back. With nostalgia, each year I analyze the past and embrace the memories. A major global pandemic doesn’t help to end the year lightly and cheerfully, especially not when it’s ending in a total lockdown. I do my best to remain positive but like many others, I fail sometimes. And that is when the writing helps. To analyze, appreciate what has been, accept and also to make new plans for the future.