Happy New Year!!

It's 2013!  It's officially the year that Roger and I have been waiting almost a DECADE for, unbelievable, but true.  If someone had asked me in 2004, where I would be in the year 2013, I couldn't have dreamed up a more perfect life.  Roger and I moved to Indianapolis on May 10, 2004, the day after my graduation.  I literally went from college campus living, to real life, overnight.  Neither of us had a job, but I had graduation money that would pay for rent...$500.  For some reason, that seemed like a lot, and just enough to last us the summer.  We were crazy.  You would have to be crazy to do what we did.  We moved onto the northeast side of Indy, knowing nothing about the city whatsoever, into a 450 sq. foot studio apartment.  Yes, I said 450 square feet.  The first few years in Indy were rough to say the least.  We were under a ton of stress, working long days doing terrible work, both exhausted but too young, and probably too stupid, to realize that a good night of sleep would have done us wonders.  Regardless of our schedules, we would stay up until all hours of the early morning, watching tv, shopping, doing stuff that I now don't even remember.  What did we do in those years?  Imagine, these are the days before iphones or Facebook, the Internet was for school, mapping restaurants, and downloading illegal songs.  We "hung out", we fought a lot, we imagined a better life for ourselves and would spend hours talking about "I can't wait when...". We didn't have any real friends, we only had each other and we knew it.

So much has changed.  A couple of apartments, degrees, jobs, cars and kids later...our "can't wait until 2013", is here.  It's exciting and scary.  Landon is almost 5 months, just starting to explore his world, giggling and squealing, trying to grab at everything, being as sweet as ever, so I know he won't be affected much by this year.  But Ava, this is a huge year for her too.  As if last year wasn't enough!  ;). In reality, all of our lives are about to change.  Big time.  I hope, I pray, it was worth the wait.  Worth every hour of every excited late night conversation, every hour Roger spent studying, every hour of working that long 30 hour shift, every holiday missed, every late night alone, every obsessive house search, every walk around the block spent dreaming, thinking, "I can't wait until"...I think it will be.  And when it's here, what will we do?  I suppose we will just have to start dreaming and planning for our next adventure.  Isn't that what life is really all about? :)