Crying over Mrs. GREEN APPLE yesterday. Today is New Year's Eve✨

The Record Awards.✨
My heart was pounding at the moment of the announcement.✨ Just hearing their name brought tears to my eyes.
**Mrs. GREEN APPLE** it was.

Honestly, I had expected it.
I had a feeling it would be them.
And yet, the moment it became reality,
my chest tightened, and tears fell before I could find words.

It was strange.
At first, I didn't know why I was crying.
"Is it because they're amazing?"
"Is it because I'm happy?"
It was probably more than that.

Looking back on this year,
it was by no means an easy year.
Things didn't go as planned,
there was anxiety I couldn't tell anyone about,
and there were nights where I felt like I was the only one being left behind.

At times like that,
I remembered today
that I was helped by the music
that just happened to be playing.

Music that didn't force me to 'do my best',
didn't lightly tell me 'it'll be okay',
but just felt like it was there by my side.
"Even so, it's okay to be alive."
I felt like that's what it was telling me.

I think the Record Awards
isn't just about deciding which song sold the most,
but a moment that represents the emotions
of the people who lived through that year.

I think that's why I cried.
It wasn't because the music was recognized.
It was because I felt that the time I spent desperately living through this year
was quietly affirmed.

The days that didn't go well,
the nights I stood still,
all of it together,
I felt like I was told, 'That's okay.'

A night with Mrs. GREEN APPLE.✨
I'm sure I won't forget this moment.
It was a night that felt like proof that music was alive.

Thank you all for this past year.✨
To my children.
And to myself, for surviving this year.

Thank you✨ I want to keep moving forward one step at a time.✨