So you see.
I'm not sure what I'm going to make happen in 2013. When I started 2012 in Longmont, Colorado, I had no idea I would end it in Brevard, North Carolina. I am hoping for renewal. I am hoping my husband will stop working 36 hour shifts (ok, it happened once) and I'll stop feeling like a single mother. What is on my mind lately is that, blog or not, life gives us chance after chance to rewrite our stories. If we don't like it, we can tell it again. If the story refuses to be rewritten, god bless we walk right out and find a new one.
I love you.
2012: I edited my book, and edited it some more. Then I lost it in a computer crash. Then I got it back in a miracle. Starting in January, I will be editing it again.
I scared the crap out of my kids.
Ayla was Ayla.
Their dad bought a canoe and used it once.
The rainbow ended here.
We decided we would move there.
We said goodbye.
This happened to Noah:
The girls and I built a new life in Brevard. We swam in lakes and went on hikes and missed Noah through a long July, August, and September until he finally joined us again in October.
We explored Pisgah forest and saw the waterfalls.
My kids were rad:
I flew back to Denver to visit, and saw my sister's-in-law Lucy, Mercy, and Sophie. I also saw my own sister, but I don't look great in my pictures with her, so.
Christmas break happened (and is breaking me), and we went to Hendersonville and ate ice cream on a cold December day.