I was thinking about something today and I want to get it down before my mood switches and I'm feeling overwhelmed again.
I've spent a good part of my life thinking I'd never find that one man that would love me - really, really love me. There were a bunch of creeps thrown in for good measure, and lots of dangerous behavior on my part, but I don't know that I ever really believed he'd come along. With that, there was certainly never the thought that I'd have a little family of my own to care for. It seems like just yesterday I was living in San Diego, partying all the time, dating, spending my days at the beach and thinking about maybe finding a job or finishing college. 8 short years later, here I am. I have the husband, I have the family that I've always wanted... So, I don't have a house of my own and we're hundreds of thousands of dollars in debt from fertility and college loans. What I do have is a family that supports me; a mom that is providing a roof over our heads, another mom in Oregon that would do the same for me in a heartbeat if I could convince my husband to move, extended family that is over the moon with excitement for us, and friends that really do love me.
I love my life so much. I don't know where we'll be in two years, three years, or ten years, but I do know that we'll be together - and that's what matters most.
1 comment:
LIfe throws curveballs relentlessly, so what matters most is friends and family. With people who love you, anything's possible. I remember the days when I was single and they sound much like your single days. I neer thought i'd see the day that I had a family of my own.
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