December 31, 2011, what a year.  I turned 50, feel great, temporarily joined the gym....lol.  But of all things, my heart is heavy, sometimes I can't breath.  I lost my youngest son, my baby on November 31st.  Life has changed for all of us.  He was only 25.  He was murdered.  He didnt deserve that.  So....the holidays went pass in a blur.  I'm still in fog.  I miss my son.  I have to bring the new year stronger than before. My faith keeps me strong.  My faith keeps me sane.