I had an urge to start like "WOW WHAT A 2023!".
Then I wondered that 2023 was okay. A bit upheaval here and there as expected in every unexpected year that has come and gone since I started to sort of worry about time slipping past by 10 years ago.
We always say time flies without really meaning anything - It is not possible to really feel time is short when we are young and have the entire world at our feet. In the 90s, there was the Iraq war and many other conflicts, mad weather, mad men to contend with and as a young teenager, I felt nothing except that army was going to kill me and that I did not know much about my future or want to do anything about it.
This 2023 has been sort of a chastening year at the workfront. In what began as a drizzle, the shitstorm of a severe manpower shortage is still hitting us hard today. Out of near 52 weeks, my team and I have been working on at least a weekend day for 50 weeks. This is both hilarious and at the same time tragic. Business became very good but we were working our socks off day in day out till I had seriously broached the subject of if I am good enough to do this for another year or two. I wasn't getting any younger and for the most of 2023 I have been struggling with poorer vision which I attribute it to the short hours of rest I have at all. Even when I am on leave, I can never put down the worries of work and it has been like that for as long as I can remember in 2023.
Joywise, that was also nothing much to crow about. Soccer kickabouts have come to a standstill just when I had managed to find a good pair of futsal shoes. I can never go back to the fun days of the 7aside soccer at the Turf City or look forward to the Monday futsal sessions. It was a place that I felt the sincere respect of some friends, which ultimately disappeared when they left and subsequently I left too, after feeling an immense lack of respect from certain quarters. Do I regret how much I could have acheived as a player? Yes. I wished that I had all the channels available to today's soccer kid and I would work so hard and I knew i can succeed becausse there will be nothing to stop me. However, recently I signed up for the Talent scouting course and although i felt fun to monitor the kids, but deep down I know I love to teach.
MrsUssenal has gone to another SCC and although time passes by even faster, because she is either asleep or sleeping from 9pm, Days would and go so quickly that we are now again at December.
December always bring along some sad memories because it is the month where Uncle Richard passed away. Facebook would throw up memories from November and right up to near Dec, because that was the time where Uncle Richard would have started to feel real bad then.
2023 is also the year where the realisation of my dad; that he has aged and not the sturdy man he once was. 2 hospital trips and the gradual realisation of him going on the backfoot has made me open eyes to where I had not wanted to look at.