Photo by Kailey Rae
2014, man. Can't believe it's almost over. And thank God that it is. This year has probably been the toughest year I've ever had. Things have happened that even the over-sharer in me wouldn't want to share here. I was absolutely at my lowest low, and I hope it's a place I never have to see again.
This year, I've never been more grateful to have such a loving, supportive, incredible man by my side. In even the toughest of times, he proves to me that marrying him was the best decision I've ever made. He is my rock, and if this year didn't prove that, I don't know what would.
2015, you guys. 2015 will be my year. I'm finally finishing up with school (after taking a couple semesters off to loathe/start a new job), taking a few trips (planning in the works!), and having adventures with my husband and friends. If you saw my Insta-g post on Sunday night, you would have probably seen a little snippet of another resolution I have... and that is to just love myself. Accept myself. Quit trying so hard to make people like me. In this crazy blogging world, it's pretty daunting. At times, you just lose sight of yourself. You can get so caught up in the materialistic, popularity-contest, who-is-prettier, who-is-skinnier, who-has-more-followers-world (I mean, come on. It really is like that.) that it is. I compare my life to others' and then hate myself for not having the things they have. It's not a pretty habit to have. Or healthy, juss sayin'. But it's true. It happens much too often, but that stops now. Because I wouldn't trade my life for anything. Too blessed to be stressed. That's my official motto for 2015. Bring. It. On.