My bestie was over last night and wished me a happy last day of being 27.
Another year older.
I'm ready for it and I'm ready for the new year.
2013 has been down the hardest year of my life.
The non-stop infertility battle has left me battered and bruised. Chunks of my hear, my hopes, my dreams have been torn to shreds. My bank account scares me thanks to fertility treatments.
Another year older, but can it really be worse?
2013 has been the year that my hopes, dreams, and plans for the future have come to a halting stop.
I'm ready for that year to be over and ready for the crushing to stop.
2014 HAS to be better than 2013.
In 2013 my 'vacation' days were spent driving to the fertility specialist. In 2014, I'm going to take actual vacation on my vacation days.
In 2013, my pay checks went straight to fertility treatments and appointments. In 2014, I'm going to put them towards something that's a little more rewarding and promising--not sure what that will be yet.
2013 tears were 100% of heart ache and anger. 2014 is going to be filled with more laughter.
In 2013 I gave up: I gave up on everything--even myself--because I was honestly so depressed and devastated by infertility. I let it run my life. In 2014, I'm going to run my life and choose happiness.
Cheers to 2014 being better than 2013.
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