Nolan's Story

I don't even know how to start this blog post. It's been a long time coming but just wasn't ready to put everything out there. Shocking I know, coming from a women who publicly blogged her grief journey. BUT....
Tonight marks the end of an era
And Era that I was so profoundly proud of and took so much pride in. When I got married, I said my vows and meant every.single.word, through thick and thin- better for worse. I wanted to see my family flourish into something beautiful and magnificent...

When we drove through our neighborhood on what happened to be Halloween 2.5 years ago and noticed the numerous decorations, kids flooding the streets and parents outside setting up for the nights festivities- I was sold. THIS is where we had to live...

I'm starting to feel ready.
Ready to conquer fears and pursue my dreams.
I know it's going to be a process and take a lot of work, but I know I can do it.

Burn those inches. I'm going to admit I have taken to the extreme in attempting to lose weight this past week in wedding preparation. Okay not weight, but inches.
ZOMG, I can not believe I am going to blog this. Seriously.
Well lets just get it out there by saying Val's wedding was my goal to have all my weight lost. I lost 23lbs in about 90 days, with the help of a no carb diet. But as the wedding approached, I was to the point that maybe a few more inches wouldn't hurt...