|photo credit: Blue Lily Photography , dress: Spotted Moth , earrings: greenerica|
Maybe I should start taking care of my skin.
I wonder if I will accomplish as many big moments in my 30s as I did in my 20s?
*and if not, does that mean my 30's will be nice and easy and effortless? Intriguing, yet not really my style... but there is something to say about easy... I'm game.
When I got married at 23 people said I was too young... I'm so glad I didn't listen to them. Looking back, I'm glad to be sitting on a heap of blessings that abounded in my 20s as a result of that decision.
My favorite moments in my 20s:
-Sending him abroad to define his career path that first year... setting us up for a secure and bright future. It wasn't easy being alone those months at a time- but I'm glad I was brave enough and secure enough to make that sacrifice for our future.family. Who knew I'd know that? Afterall, I was still belly.ringing...
-Our European honeymoons every three months... and causing a scene at each airport when we had to part ways... *Thank goodness for kind human beings who'd scoop me up with tenderness and help me board my plane.
-Buying our first house... and the house hunting- walking into these little old homes with JOY in my heart... knowing that even the ugliest duck would be wonderful if it were mine... because I knew Love would live there. And that can make even the deadest thing come alive again.... we just needed bones.
-Graduating with honors with a degree I'm passionate about... having my favorite professors and mentors by my side... my best friend and her family beaming... and my husband and little boy perched atop his shoulders hooting and hollering for me. ME.
-That stormy day when I sent theHotness out for a pregnancy test... too early to check, but I did it anyway. And that tiny pink line.
-Giving birth to theDuckling in that little country hospital... quiet... cozy... and introducing him to his brother and his brother to him.
|photo credit: Blue Lily Photography|