The party is over and the year is 2012. 2011 flew by. No really it did. Somehow the years begin running together. How is it that I am 45 years old with an 11 year-old daughter, a 15 year-old son and a 47 year-old husband? Wow! Our youngest cat passed away this year (she was 21) along with my husband's father and a great uncle of mine. I'm reminded of the years spent laughing and crying. The days I never thought would end and the moments I wish never happened. I'm still trying to hold it all together during those tough times. It's all for a reason, but I'm glad to see that 2012 made it around the corner.