Here we are, at the end of another year. The crazy thing about this 1 is that if you're like me born in the late 70's or early 80's, you've been through at least 2 centuries, 3 decades and you're under 40! As I get older, I think back on what I've accomplished in the year and things I need to work on in the next year. This time I get to remember where I was 10 years ago! Here we go: I had gotten married not too long before the turn of the decade, Taylor was 8 months old, I had a solid "big girl job" and was going strong, I was on the road to becoming the heaviest I've ever been in my life, and life was not too bad. Fast forward through the decade: Taylor grew up, my weight ballooned to 367lbs, I lost my mom in 2014,...