Friday, January 3, 2014

Happy New Year...or not.

2014 - Welcome.  Haha.  Not so much.  Another year.  Another day.  Another work day.  Another snow storm.  Another driveway to shovel. 

2014 will be about logging 1000 miles run.  30 pounds lost.  Happiness found.  Making the most out of every laughter my boys' exclaim. 

Lucas wants to become a hockey pro - so ice skating weekly will happen.

Logan wants to travel with me.  LOL, oh no kid, you have no idea.  Your mother used to pack up and leave in the middle of the night for a trip because she was bored! You do not have a clue how much traveling I will make happen in your near future.

Kaden - well, let's conquer peeing on the potty, then we can aspire dreams.

What I won't do? Fall in to the depression that is nagging at me every time I sit to breath.  The tears that come out of no where and I can't explain.  The hurt that is there underlying constantly, it will eventually go away and if not, like everything else, I will learn to live with it.

This is for me.  This is for me.  2014.  Finally - no is the new word to anything that isn't for me or the boys.  End. Of. Story.

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