Revisiting My Word Of 2020

My word for 2020 is acceptance – and boy, have I really had to put that to use.

I like to think back to my word every once in a while and reflect on how I’ve been doing. I’ve had to accept a lot this year. I think we can all agree that 2020 pretty much sucks and we’ve gone through a lot.

I wanted to be able to accept where I am this year, accept happiness. But I haven’t gotten a lot of opportunities to do that because everything is changing. I wanted to be happy in my job, in my home, in my relationship – but now I don’t have a job and we’re moving and we have to adapt.

I’ve accepted it all better than I normally would. When I got the HR email about a phone call later in the day, I knew I was getting laid off and I accepted it. I started moving my files over to the shared drive. And then I accepted this meant we’d have to move. I put it off for a while, resulting in us not really having a place to live, but I did put a plan together for the meantime.

And initially I wanted to take a break and not job search right away, but my anxiety didn’t really let that happen. I accepted that it was time to search and now, two months in, I’ve sort of accepted that it might be a while before I get a job.

All in all, I think I’ve been doing an okay job, but writing this has made me realize I can definitely do better.