2011 Was A Good Year - Finally.

As 2011 comes to an end, I can honestly say, this has been a really good year. There is nothing I could truly complain about. This is the first time I have ever been able to say that since I was living at home with my parents as a teen. Seriously.

I did not have to spend a single day "alone". 

At no point did I feel unloved. 

I had everything I needed to be comfortable and to survive in life. 

I was able to travel. 

I made new friends. 

I was accepted to a University I thought for sure would promptly hang my application up in the trash can as soon as they received it. 

I got to see my youngest sister get married, and got to be with my entire family all at once.

I got to throw my first Christmas party ever. 

I met other Military widows who quickly turned into beautiful friends. 

I made some mistakes, and learned from them. 

I got to spend lots of time in the sun. 

I was introduced to a ton of new, amazing music. 

I picked up a couple writing internships (though small, you can't beat experience!)

I got to see a couple concerts. 

And so on. 

Somewhere between hell and here, life has become - easy. And pleasant. It's what I always wished my life would be (minus the obvious, but I think ya'll get the point). The only thing standing in my way right this very second is me and my fear of impending doom. Yes, I admit, I have been trained to assume that around every corner, something is there waiting to tear me to shreds again. Especially when things start feeling "ok".  However, I refuse to let that get the best of me. I may be running on "Karie time" when it comes to getting things done, but I will get them done eventually. I won't let the past hinder my future.

Damn it. 

So, this year I suppose one of my resolutions will be to stop being so scared of life, and to stop taking myself so seriously. I need to let loose a little and maybe even, god forbid, act before I think once in a while. I don't think that's such a bad thing! I want to feel more free. I want to get back to me. The real me.

And that includes getting rid of my foopah. I was so close last year. Soooo close. Then I lost motivation in typical Karie form. Well, back to the gym. Again. 

So, my official resolutions are as follows:

-Lighten up. Do one thing a month that is COMPLETELY out of my comfort zone.

-Lose my evil gut. Eat more vegetables, eat less meat, drink more water, work out at least four days a week (ON A BAD WEEK!)

-Knock five things off of my bucket list. (One must be traveling outside of the US). 

-Try to keep my thoughts positive. 

I hope that everyone who reads this had a great year, too. And I hope that next year is not the rapture. Because that would really suck.

2012! WOOT WOOT!