Happy Birthday To Me....

Yeah, it's my birthday. My 37th one. Just 3 more years and I'll hit the big 40. LOL!

My life certainly doesn't look the way I had imagined. In some ways it's been disappointing, but in other ways it's far better than I had hoped. It's been a hard road. Seemingly a constant hard road, but just the other day David and I were watching videos of the boys when they were little, and although that time in our life was engulfed in conflict, there were some beautiful times that I wouldn't trade for the world. Yesterday Hannah woke me up singing "wake up little blue bird". I'll hold the sound of her little voice in my memory forever, I hope. The boys are fastly approaching manhood. It's neat and scary to watch. I do worry what kind of men they will be. David and I are getting along better than ever. We still get on each others nerves but some of the very things that used to drive me nuts about him, so endear him to me now. For instance, his corny sense of humor, oh how I'd cringe when he'd try to be funny. I never got the jokes. Now, it's adorable and I laugh whether I get them or not. It's interesting how life changes. Life is really like a book with many chapters.

I think more than anything, things that used to be so important just aren't that important in the scope of things. Things I convinced myself I couldn't do, I now see that I'm the only one stopping me.

I'm really looking forward to the future. I know that without a doubt I'll have some pretty yucky days, weeks, or months come along. Bad days are always around the corner. What better reason can I possibly have to live the good days, weeks, and months to the fullest though. I'm ready to participate in life instead of standing around watching it happen.

So, Happy Birthday to Me......