The countdown has begun… 3 days left to write. I cannot believe that it has been 363 days of writing. It is like yesterday when I got home from hot yoga class where the instructor annoyed me, I sat in my “office” aka “”on my favorite sofa” with my computer and decided to start writing this blog. I wanted to write anyway, but committing in front of bunch of people to do something every day really helped me stay focused and continue. So, it is a whole year… thinking about it - not much has changed in my life and yet a lot has changed. I started my law practice, Alexander turned 16, I am a year shy of 50… Luna is always by my side, and the same goes for my family. We said goodbye to some good people… Got accepted to Georgetown, I am doing work that I love, started Pilates. I learned to set some boundries with toxic for me people. I learned that I need to travel less and create less stress for myself… I also learned that grief would always be there with me. Writing about it has thought me that grief would come and show up some days or moments unexpectedly and n an unbearable way… but then, it will just be there on other days and I will be ok.

It has been a good year. I kept on writing each day, and thinking, and taking notes, and observing, and learning. And that has been special. And I will miss it. Maybe I will continue to write weekly or monthly… I don’t know, but I know after taking a bit of a breather, I will miss it. I really cannot believe that I did it… I remember thinking in the beginning “What the hell am I going to write about each and every single day?” - but there was/is always something… because life happens and there is always something worth thinking deeply about and/or writing about. Writing allows for conscious focus and some sort of meditation on things, exploring and understanding.