Faithful in the Fray

Dear 2015,
               You were a tough year to live through. I’m just going to be honest here. When the year started we were full of life. We had a great new year and plans for what this next year was going to hold. We had dreams and visions of the places we wanted to go and the people we wanted to see. We thought we had it all figured out. But then life happened. So much life happened.

My days have been filled to the brim with laughter that has made me cry. While I’ve also had days where a doctor comes into your hospital room and confirms your worst fear, causing the air in my lungs to be gone in an instant. I’ve had moments in my car where I thought I was going to break my steering wheel for how hard I was hitting it while tears flowing from my face. I’ve also had some of the best conversations of Jeremy and I’s marriage in that same car. I’ve worked out semi-consistently for the first time in my life, allowing an hour a few times to a week to focus on myself and not feel guilty about it. I’ve written vulnerable posts and the outpouring of love I received was more than I could’ve ever asked for. I’ve gained and lost friends, realizing who I should be spending my time and energy on and who was there seasonally. We packed up our things and headed back into my parents house. We struggled through four emergency room visits, job loss and surgery. We fought for one another and no matter how many curve balls came our way, we weren’t going to let 2015 win.

We mourned as those we loved dearly, went to Heaven. We had doctor appointment after appointment with an end result being a miracle healing and a pregnancy one week later. We’ve celebrated engagements and wedding after wedding, each one for such special people in our life. We’ve gone on countless dates, each one ending in hand holding and stolen kisses. We spent time together at the beach, soaking in some much needed r&r. We went to concerts and arcades. We hiked mountain after mountain, literally and physically. We hosted game nights, where some of the greatest people gathered and laughed, holding some of my favorite memories ever. We worshiped and we prayed. We came into 2015 with just a couple scratches, and while, we’re leaving 2015 with scars, at least they aren’t open wounds.

    
               I’m happy that 2015 is over, and we are entering into a new year and a new season. This year, we hold our expectations close to our heart and allow ourselves to be present in whatever may come. This year will hold an immense amount of life change. I can only imagine what I will be writing 365 days from now..
               

Sincerely,
                              Sara