The new year arrived quietly.
No fireworks in my heart, no sudden feeling of renewal — just a soft moment of pause. A deep breath. The same moon in the sky, watching as another year begins.
I used to think the new year had to feel dramatic. Like something was supposed to click at midnight. But this time, it didn’t — and that’s okay. I’m stepping into this year gently, carrying both love and loss, hope and exhaustion, all at once.
🤍 A Year That Asked a Lot
The past year asked so much of me.
I moved away from a home that held decades of memories. I grieved deeply — not only the loss of beloved pets, but the kind of grief that settles into your bones when life changes faster than your heart can keep up. Some days, it still feels like part of me is somewhere else. Like my heart hasn’t fully unpacked yet.
But I’m still here. Still creating. Still trying.
And maybe that’s enough for now.
🌱 Tiny Hopes Instead of Resolutions
This year, I’m not making resolutions. I’m choosing tiny hopes instead.
Tiny hopes feel kinder. They don’t demand transformation — they simply invite growth.
Some of the tiny hopes I’m carrying into this year:
- Creating art without pressure
- Letting inspiration arrive when it’s ready
- Cozy Twitch streams filled with gentle chats and shared comfort
- Allowing rest without guilt
- Learning to love this new place slowly, at my own pace
- Honoring memories — especially my pets — through creativity rather than silence
I don’t want to rush healing. I don’t want to race toward productivity. I want to move in a way that feels sustainable, soft, and real.
🌸 What I’m Letting Go Of
I’m letting go of the idea that healing has a deadline. Of comparing my pace to others. Of feeling behind just because my path looks different.
Grief doesn’t reset just because the calendar changes. Creativity doesn’t bloom on command. And growth doesn’t always look loud.
Sometimes, growth looks like staying.
✨ Tiny Hopes… and a Few Big Dreams
Alongside my tiny hopes, I’m allowing myself to hold a few big dreams, too — not as expectations, but as quiet stars in the distance.
Lately, I’ve found myself dreaming about animation.
I don’t really know how to animate yet — not properly, not technically — but something about experimenting with motion in my Twitch overlays and Canva designs sparked a curiosity in me. It made me wonder what it would feel like to bring drawings to life.
I dream about learning how to animate anime-style characters — little fan animations of characters I love, moments captured in motion, expressions that breathe. I also dream about animating kawaii characters, soft and comforting, full of warmth.
And sometimes… I imagine animating my pets who have passed away — all of them together, in a peaceful, heaven-like place. A space where they’re reunited, safe, and at rest. Not as something sad, but as something gentle. A way to honor them through love and creation.
Who knows? Maybe one day I could even learn how to create VTuber models — characters that move, blink, smile, and share space with others in real time. It feels intimidating to say out loud… but also exciting.
I’m not demanding that this year makes any of these dreams come true. I’m simply giving myself permission to be curious.
🌙 Stepping Forward, Softly
This year, I’m not chasing a new version of myself.
I’m walking forward with who I already am — slowly, honestly, and with care. I’m letting tiny hopes guide me, and allowing big dreams to exist without pressure.
If something grows from them, I’ll welcome it. If not, I’ll still be grateful for the act of dreaming.
Here’s to a year of gentle creativity, quiet courage, and small moments of peace — under the same moon, always watching.
