I could look at 2017 is the year my mom was battling cancer, and the year my husband had a heart attack and the first full year that my good friend had to deal with a terrible loss, but I’m going to choose to look at this as the year my mom kicked cancer’s ass, the year my husband survived a heart attack, the year my good friend became a badass. And it’s the year I made a change for myself. Completely for me. I’m nearly 80 pounds down (I was more than 80 down but cough Christmas. And I’m okay with that). I actually work out. At a gym. My body fat has dropped by over 20%. I can share clothes with my daughters. I have health goals and I’m reaching them. I feel better than I ever have! Watch out 2018!