Rob and Hannah are ice fishing. Aly is downstairs with the cat. It’s almost like I have the house to myself, minus these barking dogs. So I snuggled in to do some uninterrupted weekly journaling.
Of course even with a guided journal my mind starts to wander. It settled on the significance of todays date.
8 years ago, I walked into a bar. I hadn’t planned on going. I hadn’t seen the person I was meeting in 17 years. We had been talking for a couple months, but text messaging is totally different than chatting in a bar. I only had the nerve to follow through with it because my best friend was pushing me through the door.
That night was the beginning of the the life I’m living today. Two years later we welcomed our baby girl. A year later we were married. Our life isn’t always perfect, but I know we I can face anything with him by my side.
He is my person. I still smile when I say his name. I get butterflies when he touches me. Wherever he is, I am home.
I can’t believe it’s been 8 years since we started this journey. Some days it seems like just yesterday, and others like this has always been. I know in my heart that I followed the right path. I can’t wait to see what the future has in store.
Thanks for reading my ramblings.