It’s almost inconceivable that it’s been just over a year since we moved here and our lives changed forever.
It feels like a blur, but I look at my children and see time flying by in tangible form.
They have, and continue to teach me so much. These two little beings that encompass my entire heart and soul. My little army.
In many ways, I feel like a child. I see the vulnerability and feel the wonder that exists in the minds of my children, and I feel like I’m right there with them.
One thing we don’t share is fear. My fear of living here in this huge city, by ourselves, was suffocating. I’ve lost myself more than once in the time since we moved to New York City.
I see now that it was a rebirth of sorts.
The person that I continue to find is much stronger than I ever thought possible.
I too, am resilient.
I am so, so proud of them.
Pride doesn’t quite explain how I feel about my husband, it’s far, far beyond that.
And I am proud of me.
I’m grateful for my friends, my family, and for all of you.
I have big plans and high hopes for this new year.
2011 will be great for all of us.