I know we just met last night, but there are some things you should know about me. 2010 and I had a turbulent relationship, so I’m a little leery about trying this again with a whole new year. You know the old adage: once bitten, twice shy? Or was that a song? Whatever. The point is this: that’s how I feel.
You see, 2010 and I started out well. 2010 brought L to the US for the first time to meet my family, experience my culture, and travel. Then, at the end of February, 2010 threw me for a loop when an 8.8 earthquake struck Chile near the city of Concepción where my Chilean bff G and her family live. It was five days before I had news of them, and three weeks before I was able to talk to her.
Then, slowly, I started to pick up those fragments of 2010 and things felt normal again. I returned to Chile and, with the help of a friend, got a job. That’s when I got the worst sinus infection in the world. It was the sinus infection that lasted for three months and culminated in a three week long migraine.
Things started looking up in June when I came back to Minnesota for a vacation and saw my doctor for what I thought was still that pesky sinus infection only to find out I had a large brain tumor. I was completely caught off guard when I was told that I had to have urgent surgery to remove it and woke up seeing hallucinations – in the worst pain of my life, I might add. I was also momentarily stripped of my…er…feminine assets in what I have begun to call a “tumor moment”.
I suppose, however, that it was nice that 2010 allowed L to come to take care of me during that time – I will allow that. Without that, I probably would have just let 2010 win. He came here for the second time in less than a year and held my hand through the worst of it. After that, it became apparent that I couldn’t return to live in Chile (at least right away), and we had to separate indefinitely. Out of all the things that had already happened to me in 2010, that was the hardest.
Just when I thought things in 2010 were turning around for me, I learned that the job market was still very much recovering and started receiving what seemed like more rejection letters than jobs I was applying for.
Needless to say, the year left me with a very unsettled feeling. I still feel as if I’ve got one foot in two countries but without a real life in either.
Okay, so my friends keep telling me I shouldn’t be so hard on 2010. They say that a lot of good things happened, too (being here able to type this letter is one). Also, I got to celebrate the Chilean miners’ rescue in Santiago this year. That was nice. You know? I think my friends are right. It’s just hard to see it from that perspective when it’s happening to you.
Anyway 2011, what I’m trying to say is this: if I seemed a little unreceptive to your advances last night, it’s because I was. I’m sorry. It’s not you, it’s me. I know you were trying to lure me in with your countdown and I wasn’t having it. That was rude of me.
This feels a little awkward. I would normally be trying to fill this space with resolutions, but I really don’t have any this year. I already eat healthy and exercise, so I can scratch that off the list.
Listen 2011, before I ramble too much and you think I’m a nut bag (it’s not too late, I hope?), let me tell you that I have great hopes for our relationship. I’ve put 2010 behind me…sort of…for the most part…I think. I’m ready to move on. Let’s start this out right.