2011 was probably the hardest year of my life so far. It showed me how strong I am. I'm pretty fuck*ng strong. It showed me how much shit I can take - and I do have a limit. I grew up in a lot of ways and became less self-serving on some levels and more self nurturing on others.
I spent too much time in hospitals, physical and mental therapist's offices and care homes, and I saw people I love suffer way too much. I spent too much time alone, going to those places.
I did a lot of really good work on a professional level.
I gained some weight and lost some weight. It pretty much equaled out.
Things in 2012:
1) I am going off the pill in a couple months and letting nature take it's course.
2) After hubby is finished his recovery, he will change careers.
The future is both vaguely terrifying and full of hope.
I wish you all luck in the year to come, lots of peace and happiness. Lots of good stuff, and just a mild enough taste of the bad stuff to be really grateful for the good stuff.