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This year has been one for the personal history books, I tell ya! As if my life needed more drama, I was in a car accident the day after Christmas. What the heck?! Mr. Middle Lane decided he should make a left even though there were cars going straight in the left lane. Very bright sir, very bright!

So now my body is all in pain and I have even more time to contemplate what the heck the universe is whispering. Just so you know, I still don’t know. I know it doesn’t sound like it but I really am grateful that I have air in my lungs. It seems that I have a knack for survival. It’d be nice if I didn’t have to prove it all the time, but you know. This is how life is going right now.

My poor husband. The mental strain this month alone has taken on him is incredible. He prides himself on being able to protect me and these last few events have been nothing but pride snatchers. Still, we’re alive so I guess that means we’re making it through.

We’re a tough unit, my husband and I. I don’t even think we’re tough willingly. It just is. We survive. We haven’t met the thing that will kill us. The fact that we’re still here means we are supposed to overcome. So let me say this, don’t give up! Whatever it is, if you’re still here then you’re to overcome. Even if it’s to overcome yesterday. You made it. Keep making it. Let’s agree to do that. I know life has a way of knocking a hole in your heart but if we take our time, we can get on the other side. We don’t have to let situations wipe us out of the game. Making it to the next day means you have a say in the matter. I say it’ll take a lot more to break me and given the circumstances I know the enemy is listening. Still my plan is to survive and then thrive.

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