I'm not gonna lie. I was done with 2017 by about January 27th. And March 12th. And I'm pretty sure I begged for 2018 about 37 1/2 times throughout the year. Somehow I survived with all my fingers and toes still attached, though some family members didn't kept all their body parts. I've spent years telling myself, "As soon as I get through this, I'll (insert goal here)." My great epiphany of 2017 was that life is not going to settle down for me. This is my normal and I'd better figure out some way to cope and move forward. If things haven't settled down after seven years, they're not going to settle down.
So I pulled up my big girl panties until I had a wedgie, pulled back my shoulders, and decided to push onward.
This year, I refuse to look back. Only forward. Goals are set and excitement is building. Instead of enduring the torrential downpour, I choose to dance in the rain, puddle-jump to my heart's content, marvel at the lightening shooting across the sky, and howl with the thunder as it vibrates through my bones.
No matter what life throws at you, I hope I find you dancing in the rain with me - it's always more fun when you have someone to splash with. May your new year be amazing and filled with wonder.
Happy New Year!
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