Monday, July 22, 2013

Take Ten

Ten years and ten days. That's how long I've had the blessing of marriage. When you add the five years before we said, "I do," Josh and I have been together for almost half our lives. What a journey it's been. Meeting during our undergraduate years at the University of Georgia meant supporting each other through graduations, first jobs, medical school, another graduation and eventually residency. By the time we celebrated our fourth anniversary, we had claimed our third mutual address. Later that year, we took the leap into the incredible world of parenting. And, suddenly five more years vanished and we've found a community to call home. I certainly had no idea ten years ago that I'd soon be a mother to two boys, much less living in a place called Habersham. Looking back on ten years, I might have guessed we'd buy our first home and start a family, but I couldn't have imagined the fantastic joy that would grow each day married to my best friend. So thankful for the blessing that he is each and every moment. I love you more than words can say, and I'm humbled to be on this journey with you by my side. Thank you for loving me!

Friday, July 19, 2013

Confessions

I like the idea of blogging more than the actual doing it. Yesterday, I took a nap. It was a pretty glorious 30 minutes, too. I also cleaned out my closet yesterday. I have enough clothes to go without repeating for probably at least a year, but I'm pretty sure I wear the same dozen outfits over and over. Time to let go of some things. While purging and straightening my closet, I caught a glimpse of my tall riding boots. I longed for fall, albeit for a brief moment, this lover of long summer nights and minimally scheduled days wished for cooler weather. I'm a little freaked out about my oldest starting kindergarten in about a month! Seriously, where did the time go. No more morning snuggles and waltzing out the door to 9 a.m. preschool. Several times of day I think of a really great subject to blog about, but I rarely log on and commit. I've had s'mores twice this week. Anything you want to confess?