I may not have gotten exactly what I wanted for Christmas this year, but Santa did give me something surprising a few days late: Hope.
It didn’t come wrapped in a pretty bow and it wasn’t nestled underneath my tree. Instead, I got my gift in an unlikely place — a doctor’s office. Oddly enough, it ended up being the best gift of all.
After months of back and forth with my Army providers, I won my battle to see an off-post civilian doctor. During our one-hour meeting Monday, he was able to shed some light on our ongoing infertility issue and was able to give us a course of action.
Armed with a plan, something we have been longing for the past 27 months (not like I have been keeping count or anything), we look forward to what 2014 has in store for us.
Instead of carrying my Eeyore mentality with me into the new year, I feel strongly that 2014 will be our year.
For the first time in many months, my mind is clear and a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. We got the answers we have been searching for and can now press ahead with a clearer sense of certainty.
I have found comfort in the words of former President Franklin Delano Roosevelt, who once said: “It is common sense to take a method and try it. If it fails, admit it frankly and try another. But above all, try something.”
That’s exactly what we are going to do, and see where this new map takes us.
Even though 2013 had its share of ups and downs, it was an overall wonderful year, filled with mostly good things.
We bought a house and survived our first year in Texas.
I can add deployment survivor to my Army wife resume and can check running a half marathon off my bucket list.
After being out of the “productive member of society club” for more than a year, 2013 was the year where I dusted myself off and rejoined the workforce. I may have been a little rusty, but once I started to get back into the swing of things I got my journalistic mojo back.
Much of my success in this line of work can be attributed to the relationships that I have been able to build during the past four months. Being the new kid in town isn’t always easy, but many of my day-to-day players have welcomed me with open arms and made me feel welcome.
New Year’s is often seen as a time of rebirth, the chance to start anew. We all come up with the usual resolutions for the upcoming year, be it losing weight, spending more quality time with family or buckling down on finances. But often our ideas of what should change are too broad.
This year I am vowing to take a closer look at my own life and make smarter changes to exercise my mind as much as my body.
My biggest goal going into the new year is to slow down and savor life instead of getting caught up in the hustle and bustle.
Like Ferris Bueller once said: “Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.”
Contact Vanessa Lynch at firstname.lastname@example.org or 254-501-7567.