We are just hours away from the anticipated new year and while I'm neither thrilled nor disappointed, I find myself quite relieved. Relieved that I survived what was quite possibly the hardest year of my marriage. The dreadful infertility journey of 2010/2011 held the top spot well, but undoubtedly came in at a close second to 2012.
For me, 2012 was full of new adventures, anxiety, excitement, tears, uncertainty and a whole litter of other things. Ben and I were challenged and stretched way beyond our breaking point and yet we managed to come out unscathed. Only the handful of people truly closest to us could really vouch for the struggles that we overcame this past year.
The junk we've endured, the people we've encountered, the situations that we've faced has arguably made me the strongest I think I've ever been. I'm not holding myself to an elite status because I've added "foster parent" to my resume, so please don't misunderstand me. I can never truly describe what it's like, without designating an entire book on the topic. Just know it has the ability to drain you of everything and leave you feeling completely empty and confused. But it also has the ability to make you feel rewarded and special like you've just won an Olympic Gold Medal.
While 2012 was one of the toughest years, I truly wouldn't trade it for anything. I'm especially grateful for the amazing and patient husband that The Lord chose for me to walk this journey with.
Here's to a year full of miracles and new challenges!