So long, farewell

2010 was a very rough year for us. In fact, it was down right disheartening at times. Yet, the Lord was faithful to us and saw us through each rough moment and even saw fit to bless us with precious memories in the midst of our struggles. God is so very good.

I know many people are making their resolutions and taking time to reflect on their lives, today. I am not one for resolutions but I do love to reflect on all that was taken place this year.

Compared to last year: my house isn't any more organized or efficiently clean, most of my projects are still on the to do list, I inherited a panic disorder for a few months, my body is a bit flabbier, I have 8% more white hairs (ACK!) on my head, and I still haven't even come close to putting a nick on my "30 things to do before 30" list. Worst of all, I spent more days of 2010 sick than healthy. Ick.

And yet...and yet.....and yet...

Compared to last year: I read my Bible more, I love my husband more, I spent more time with my family, I gave life to another beautiful son that God blessed me with, I have another beautiful home birth experience under my belt, my garden survived its first complete year and I learned a lot about myself and my fears.

Best of all: I spent the better part of each day hugging, kissing, loving and affirming a squirmy, giggly passel of boys.

So I may not have a perfect house or a hot body or tons of money in the bank...believe me when I say that I am more than ok with my situation. I love my life. The juice stains, the cracker crumbs, the ENDLESS laundry (do you know how many socks reside in our bungalow?). The dog with WAY too much attitude, the crayon marks, the panic attacks from watching my death defying toddler all day, the heart attacks from listening to the other toddler say the most unbelievable things at times (read: "Mommy, this dragon is bigger than a penis"). Would I trade it all for a six pack and 3 extra hours of sleep every night?

No way.

Bring it on 2011. Bring it on.