For the past four NYE's it's been the same emotional roller coaster. I always had hope and truly believed 20... was gonna be the year. I would either be pregnant and about to pop this time next year or have a new born. Not this year. This year I know 2014, isn't gonna be the year, and that's okay.
Dawn is here and the morning is coming. While there isn't joy yet, there is acceptance. I accept my life is much different than what we dreamed it would be four years ago. I accept there is nothing we can do about it; We gave it our best 'old college try" possible.
What 2014, is gonna be is the year I start living again. I have one year left in my twenties and I am gonna live it up! Not quite sure how an "old woman" does that but I am setting out to try.
It doesn't mean I am happy this is where God has brought us, but it does mean I've accepted it. Maybe in a few more months the happy will arrive; until then I will live in acceptance.
