I was thinking (as I often do when the house is quiet) …. about how we are so blessed to be where we are, in a new house, with our kids, 12 years into marriage… and I wondered… if I had this handed to me 12 years ago, would I have known what to do with it? Would I have appreciated it or made as much of it then as I have now, with all my scars (emotional and physical)…
and I think the only honest answer is an emphatic ‘no’. I wouldn’t have appreciated it. I would have squandered it and not known what on earth to do.
We had to go through all we have together to get to where we are.
No more what-ifs (what if I’d gotten into grad school, what if he’d gone to college instead of the military first, etc). What we have now is what I know.
It’s what (and who) I love.
It’s paradise.
Who said paradise didn’t have dirty diapers, kids with tantrums and the occasional spider to make you scream as it runs over your flip flopped foot outside in your flowers?
Crazy people.
That’s who.
Happy Anniversary sweetheart.
