Happy New Year to you all. I have been on some kind of a hiatus. I know. 2015 was rough. I made it though. 2016 is the year of the milestone for our family. We have 2 boys graduating. One going to college one to the Navy. One daughter turning 16, one 13. Daddy turns 70, hubby 40. Lots of changes on the way and I am embracing all the changes.
I think I have created a journal for every project I have in store. I DID complete my certification Fitness Nutrition and Personal Training. What is around the corner? Just stay tuned here.
I still have Lyme. Sorry. I'm learning to manage the symptoms though. Dealing with the effects as they happen. I will not get into all of that at this time, for that's not what this post is about.
When I first started my blog I had every intention of it being solely focused on my fight with Lyme, but I have found that there is such a need and thirst in the community for encouragement and I want to be that light. I want to be the hope. Allow you in my life. Yes, I have a disease. I have days that are like death, but it makes the days that I'm well like being on top of the world. I'll be allowing you into my life more on a manageable aspect. Some people don't give any F's. Well, I give a lot. Faith. Family. Friends. Food. Fitness. Focus. So here is to a reFRESHing new year and here is my throwback for Thursday.
We are a blended family. I have my 2 from a previous marriage and his 3 from his. My children's father is remarried. There were defiantly road bumps in the begining. Anger, jealousy, miscommunication. You name it. The norm. I got to a point where I had to let it all go. The step-mom doesn't know this. I do not even know if she reads this or ever has. So here goes my confession. Almost to the date last year I made it my reso to be kind. Let IT go. Whatever it was. Not let people or small stuff get to me. I was faced with my first test. I was on my way to one of my daughter's first high school soccer games and stopped by our local Starbucks drive through. As I pulled away I saw her. The step-mom in line. Tap tap tap on my shoulder. Dangit. Okay. I gotchya. I parked. I ran in. I explained to the barista that the woman in the Kia....whatever she was ordering, I was paying for. BUT I needed to hurry up, because I did NOT want her to see me. I never said a word about it. When I handed over my payment, I handed over any hurt, anger, resentment, jeoulsy, ill feelings with my money. Never looked back.
Here we are a year later. My daughter just experienced her first heartbreak. I have cried I think as much as her just watching her hurt. Last night was her night to stay with her dad. She was with me while her breakup happened. I explained to her step-mom what happened. I couldn't even manage to call her because I had been crying so much. She called me and with tears in her voice informed me she was on her way over with my daughter's bags and wanted to know what we wanted from Starbucks. A year later.
Healing doean't happen over night. It doesn't happen the way we always want it to. Sometimes we have to keep our eyes and hearts open and accept it when it does happen.
I've never regretted the chances I've taken. Only the ones I never took.
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