If I had to sum up 2024 in one word, it would be "exhausting". It truly was one of the most tiring years of my life, marked by the challenges of managing Acchan's nocturnal dementia—sleepless nights, erratic behavior, and the emotional toll it took on everyone and the countless back-and-forth travels between Kochi, Thrissur, Palakkad, and Ottapalam. The primary motivation for moving to Kochi was to reduce travel and be present in the office more often. However, all those plans went awry when Acchan vehemently refused to move to Kochi with us. In hindsight, I was asking Ram yesterday if it was one of his intuitions, as his death happened in Kochi. It was a similar case with Amma, who refused to get treated or admitted to Amala after her diagnosis, only to end up being referred there from Jubilee Mission on her last day. I feel the way our subconscious minds or intuitions perceive things is beyond my comprehension.
We are now entering the new year with two fewer beings than last year. While welcoming Alex has filled the void left by Hachi to some extent, the void that Acchan left is impossible to fill. With Acchan's passing, we lost our only living parent figure. It feels like the end of a protective layer that once shielded us, leaving us feeling exposed and on our own.
The difficult part is that 2024 has taken away many more near and dear ones, many of them totally unexpected. It feels scary at times.
Of course, no year goes by without its share of happy moments— reunions both family and friends, completing my MBA, and some of our quick getaways all remain the happy parts of 2024.
Surviving 2024 feels like a big achievement. It was a tough year, but we made it through, and it taught us to keep going and appreciate the moments we have. As we step into 2025, my hopes are focused on regaining my health, getting back to travel and exploring new places, and finding ways to express myself more creatively.
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