Monday June 18, 2007
My folks came up for Father’s Day today. We grilled hamburgers and hot dogs with the last little bit of propane in the tank, and ate cheetos and then some brownies I made for dessert. Nothing fancy, but we had a really nice supper.
I was reminded today that despite the struggle we are having with money right now, I really am living my dream. During those long dark years when I suffered infertility and miscarriage after miscarriage, I didn’t dream of watching my kids get married, or winning races, or any of those things, but I did dream of quiet “hang around the house” time with family. I live that now. Even with the struggles, it is never as dark or as depressing as it was in those years we longed for children and it just wasn’t happening.
As I type this, I can hear my husband chanting “I’m gonna get ya!”, crawling around on the floor, with two kids giggling in retreat. It is the best thing in the world to hear the sound of a happy family.
Making Grandpa a Father’s Day card
Grandma time
((hugs))) TY Jennifer. Literally the only thing I have to cling to right now is other people telling me I can do it. When I’m alone I feel like I can’t. SO, really, thank you so much
It’s really those little things isn’t it?
That’s such a beautiful post. I too had some miscarriages and TTC for several years as well.
How lovely that you came to realize this. It spoke to me. Thank you!