the other side

She will turn 1 year old this month. There are no words, really.

I'm running the gamut of emotions.
Denial... disbelief...heartache... joy.... relief.

I feel like her turning a year is like me finally coming up for air. I still have a few pounds I would like to lose, but I can't believe I'm almost to the other side, back to feeling like me again.

Will there ever be a year in my life more significant, more challenging, more beautiful?