My hand me down tree’s mid -section has its lights off.

I completely identify.


Full heart.

Full life.

Fully committed this year to happiness.

I have to admit to some tough times. I mostly brought it on with my selfishness. And my bitchiness. Yep, that there’s a dictionary word. Sorry, but Jesus said ass. And he meant it.

I also have to admit to even tougher times around me, personally.

And I had to decide.

I wear happy way better.

Mean and sad looks horrible on me.

Brad says it makes me look like my dad.

Which is AWESOME.

But still…

Happy NEW YEAR. For real, this time.