I have done an unreasonable amount of thinking about the turn of the year and these past 365 days. 2015 will forever mark the year that I became a mom – the year my son was born just past midnight in February. This should have been my most joyful year yet because it gave me and my husband a new reason for love and life.
The truth is that, inconceivably, this was the worst year of my life. I put my all into something that treated me horribly in return and allowed myself to circle the drain for some time in an effort not to be a quitter.
This is not to discount the amazing love and overwhelming sense of emotions that have come over me upon the birth of Fox. He is just about 11 months old but the feeling I get when I look at him has not grown old.
In the spirit of new beginnings, I’m (figuratively) slamming a few doors with fury. I’m throwing away the key on people, “opportunities,” and everything else that makes my family flounder.
It took me awhile to realize that the aforementioned does not round into giving up and/or lacking realism about what hard work entails.
I’m not sad anymore. I’m not even defeated. I’m walking away with my head held high knowing that I played by the rules and will build my own life by my own accord using my morals, standards, and business practices. Never underestimate a girl with a goal!
The new doors I am opening this year will no doubt better myself, my family, and our futures both together and individually. The plans are in gear and I can’t wait to share them with you this upcoming year. I may be sick in bed for New Year’s Eve, but I’ve never felt better.
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I read about your journey when you became a mom, and also about your worst life. But you did good you have to move on and enjoy your life.
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