ALRIGHT!
End of November is here and this is what it looks like in my world: papers, exams, projects, presentations, Christmas gift shopping online, getting together with friends and family, texting like mad with Mr. Dreamy AND reflecting a little on the past year. You know that thing where you’re just GO GO GO and you don’t stop too often to look back or like, breathe? Yeah, me too. For some reason right now though, I’m thinking about where we’ve been this past year, where we’re going, and even patting myself on the back a little for coming this far.
I’m just gonna say it: this year was ROUGH. It was all by choice: Mr. Dreamy and I decided that I should leave Edmonton and go back to school and that he should finish up our renovations, sell the house and meet me in BC where we’d start our new life by summertime. I left almost a year ago now, and he’s still in Edmonton. Things don’t always go as planned. Going back to school at 32 was exciting and terrifying, and doing it while my husband lived somewhere else added another dimension of difficulty. Mr Dreamy had to handle all the house stuff on his own while I’ve been here, and though it’s been beyond difficult getting it together, he’s done a bang-up job. So at the end of a year living apart, I can honestly say that we’re even closer than we were. I’m not sure what it is, but I have the idea that adversity combined with true love is like a recipe for amazingness. Apart form that, we’ve both been pushing the envelope personally, and get to share that with one another at the end of every single sometimes gruelling day. It’s funny: we tend to aim for calm waters as human beings when it’s the storms that make our lives better. I can honestly say that though this year has been Brutal (see the capital B?), I wouldn’t take it back. I don’t tend to make conventional choices, and those choices yield unconventional results. I like that. On the bad days I look around and wonder why no one else I know seems to be going through the crap that I am. And then I remember. Most people I know would never make the choices I have. Duh Brianna. When I think of where I’m going and think of where I’ve been, I’m happy. Mr. Dreamy and I have some big plans, and they’re going to require big sacrifice. If I can do this adventure with him for the rest of my life, I’ll have no complaints.
So I’m calling it: 2012, I owned you!!!!!
Goodnight.
Brianna Carson's Blog 
You are amazing. I look up to you. You inspire me.
It has been quite a year Ms. B, but you have made it through, and triumphantly I would say.
I miss you so much. I am so proud of you, don’t forget it.
❤ K