trying to be brave and stuff

Momma, I cannot believe that today, January 8, 2014, is 9 months. It is my first letter to you in this new year. It is the 8th day of the new year and I'm already exhausted. More on that in a minute. In the past month, we celebrated Christmas and New Year's. Those were rough holidays but we made it through. I'm sure you knew that we would be fine. And we were. We have had a rough winter this far, which has made it challenging to train for the half marathon. On Sunday, Jan 5, we had freezing rain but I made it to the gym for my 7 mile run. I killed it! Deb was there too and she killed her mileage also! On Monday morning we were one of the only schools without a two-hour delay. We should have had one... Within 20 seconds of getting out of my car, I was laying on black ice in the parking lot of my school. I never even had time to process that it was everywhere. I screamed for a bit and then I just laid there. I can't really remember what was going on around me. I believe m

Dear 2013, You weren't the best year that I ever had. In fact, you were probably the worst. This year was the last year that I saw my mom and for this reason, it will be a year that I will never forget. I'm sure that was a run-on sentence. I had bigger dreams for this post but some times they just don't work out. The end. Love, Kelsey P.S. 2014 - please be kinder to my heart.