You close your eyes on December 31st and wake up on January 1st and it's the ultimate reset. New year, a new beginning, a new start. But what happens when you wake up and it's the opposite of the reset button? It's not a shiny new year, it's more of the same hard that you were walking through at the end of the last one.

This year has been absolutely crazy. I feel like collectively we have been saying that since 2020. Seriously though, 2022 seems to have had it all so far. From moving house at the beginning of the year, with nowhere to go, and then ending up with my parents, to our daughter's wedding to the whole family finally catching COVID, to my husband changing jobs after nine years, it seems to have been one thing after another with a cherry on top.

My last article for Life was about that feeling of "It wasn't supposed to be like this." You can check the article out here. Coming in a close second has to be how did I get here? You know that feeling. You are sailing along with life, something happens that is not your choice and you think, How did I get here?