You know, I've heard that blending families is not easy.
There will be bumps in the road and compromise.
So far we have been enormously blessed. All of the kids get
along and my biggest complaint is the mess that they make while playing
together and staying up till all hours of the morning giggling. We are coming
up on the teen years and I am praying that they all still love each other.
Thinking about our lives a year ago I wondered how Will
feels about all the craziness that our life is full of and if he misses his
quiet kind of single life back when his house stayed clean and his tape
dispenser was always where he left it? We've had to deal with some pretty
serious trials with my kids that would test anyone’s patience and commitment,
except a Mother. Yet he stood by my side and by my children’s side, he has
traveled to be with me at Dr. appointments and hospitals and sacrificed time and money, he
has protected us and wiped away my tears, he has held my hand through it all.
He spends all of his free time with our family and has gone as far as changing
companies taking a pay cut so that he can be at church with us and be home more. (I asked him why in the world would you want to be home more ha) He is an endless jungle gym to 7
children who all love and adore him. We all fight over him. He makes me laugh every day. He looks me
in the eye listens and communicates with me every single day no matter what
time it is. He has fixed countless bike tires; I know he does so many things I’m
sure he doesn't want to do. He is so patient with my weaknesses. He can be stubborn sometimes, but it only makes me
laugh. He can be a little weird sometimes too, but that makes me laugh also
cause I’m not weird at all. Smile.
I asked him the other night as we were going to bed if he
missed his old life or if he wished it had turned out differently. His reply “sometimes
you think you know what you want and what will make you happy…I know the Lord
brought us together, He knew what would make me truly happy…who knew it would
be 7 kids, a messy house, with a fort in the living room, a tad pole on the
table and a frog on the kitchen counter…” (That was the state of things as we
went to bed that night) I only hope that we can give back as much happiness as
he gives to us for all that he sacrifices.
He is my best friend. I always want to be with him. It is true;
Happiness is being married to your best friend. That way it doesn't matter what
is going on in life as long as you are with the one you love.
I’m one lucky girl.
