I'm so excited! We're going home, back to the island that I love, the place of shiny happy people. And this is the exact place where my family belongs, where I belong.
Is this the best photo you'll ever see if you visit me regularly? It absolutely is NOT! But B took this with his phone while the babies and I played in our new living room, in our fabulous new pad, on our beloved island, with the biggest smiles we've had on our faces in a year. So in my head, this photo is awesome (even though I really look fat in this picture...I hate fat days...don't we all?).
Our new place is awesome. We have rooms with ocean views, there is a full playground (yes this is important), the pool has waterfalls and a covered cabana, there's a full gym, and a golf course thingy if you're in to that kind of thing. You can get a massage on site in their spa, and then walk to the beach in less than 5 minutes even with 2 babies in tow. At this point, I can't complain and the stars are aligning.
I've been incredibly unhappy for the past year. I might have to even admit that I have been horribly depressed at times. I've already admitted that my family has been falling apart. We've hated the woods and we've become the kind of people that I honestly just do not like. We let this place change us and our relationships with each other. That's our fault really. You can't blame pine trees, fake people, and allergies for that. We lost who and what we are in these woods.
Last weekend, I made a decision to reclaim my life, and my family. Putting my size 5 foot down was the best thing I've done in a long time. And today...I'm smiling and hopeful that the coming year will be our best year ever!
We're on the right track. We'll be in paradise (my paradise anyway) with all of our "stuff" on Monday. B works tomorrow, we move Sunday and again on Monday, and then we are so there dudes.
Bring on the sparkles. Y'all will be sick of my sunshine pumping and glitter blowing within about a month. I'm just excited to be home again!