I’m so happy to have made it through the roughest and best decade of my life. The closing of the year and decade brought more emotional reflection than ever before. In the span of 10 years, I survived a nearly fatal pregnancy, moved several times, lost a son, miscarried, adopted a son, gave birth to two healthy boys, started working from home, drifted apart from some friends and gained some more. And, by the sheer grace of God, my marriage has not only lasted, but grown stronger with each and every monumental event.
In a world where marriages are either deemed unnecessary or fail half the time, I’ve been extremely blessed to have met, and been deeply loved by, a man that shares the same beliefs and dreams that I do. My husband, Brock, is the center of my world. Or, I should say, has helped me to build a world of my own, our own. What started out as puppy love…and a healthy dose of teen hormones…has turned into the most important, wonderful relationship I’ll ever experience. And, despite life’s never-ending barrage of unexpected sorrows and joys, it just keeps getting better. I love this man. I love him honestly, truly and with every ounce of my being. And I know the feeling is mutual.
We’ve created a family. Three beautiful, completely different, uniquely wonderful boys. Sure, they drive me ever closer to insanity with each passing day, but they’re ours. From now until forever, they will always be our greatest adventures and accomplishments.
And if that wasn’t enough, we both still have our parents. Even in my early thirties, I’m seeing more and more people in my life losing their parents. It’s a frightening reality that the people who loved us unconditionally, nurtured our dreams and guided us through life’s twists and turns, won’t always be there. We’re so blessed to not only have the privilege of being their children, but to still have these remarkable, unforgettable people with us.
My brother and sister and their families are doing well. We don’t see each other as much as we should, but no matter what, we always know we love each other.
I have two of the best friends on the planet. I wouldn’t have made it through the last ten years without them. We have each others’ backs and when the chips fall…like they have a tendency to do…the friend in need knows she’s just a phone call away from a laugh, a hand and a heart.
No matter what the roller coaster brings, there is no doubt…
Life is good.