I've posted a lot lately about how hard things are or have been. But as I sit here on Sunday morning, taking the ferry back home, sipping my coffee an listening to Air1 I realize how blessed I am.
I have a husband who I love so much that I miss him no matter how long he is gone. A week, a month, or a year. I have an amazing family that I hate to leave. And it's not just my family or j's family it is both. How blessed am I?
And how blessed am I to have a baby who is so happy that I am freaked out because he cried for over an hour (teething...) Crying is unusual is our house.
The only thing that I can attribute all these amazing things to is God. I truly believe he does not give us more than we can handle. And turning to Him in the good as well as the bad is what keeps me together.
I am so blessed,