Blessed

At this moment, ten years ago, I was watching the world series with a group of friends.  Among those friends was a young man I had met a few hours earlier.  Little did I know, that man would become my best friend, my husband, and the father of my children.  It didn’t take long for my heart to lead me in the right direction, and eight months later, we were engaged.  A year and a half after that, we were married.  Another four years, and we started a family.  Now here we are, with two children, a beautiful home, a business we built together, and I still think of us as those two young twenty-somethings, just starting our journey.

All day I have been thinking about the adventures we have been on together.  We’ve been to Italy, Argentina, and Hawaii.  We’ve hiked glaciers, camped along wild rivers, and faced down a bear.  But of all the wild adventures, our greatest, by far, has been becoming parents.  Nothing prepared me for the pure miracles that we created. 

Tonight, charged with all the emotion of reminiscing over the last decade, I watched my children playing.  They are amazing.  After bath time we lay on Christian’s bed, singing along to the Disney Pandora station.  Tessie put a tutu on over her pajamas, and was dancing around.  Christian was demonstrating some very exciting half-roll-half-scoot moves.  I was in heaven.  If someone had described this evening to me ten years ago, I wonder if my twenty year-old self could have understood, just how lucky she would become.  I am blessed, and it is beautiful.