I relented with the house arrest…so we could all bond in the labyrinth of green stalk-y-ness. I’ve been very strict with the ACTH home-bound mantra…but I figured it was in the fresh air so not too germy?
okay so maybe not the smoking…but definitely the running…totally the throwing of the corn…the yelling…
That smile. On that baby right up there. The pure joy. The unmistakable where has this been all my life!
Made it SO worth the potential germ exposure!
Bristel grabbed my hand & held on tight…announcing that corn mazes are creepy!
Look Bibi…there’s Babu!
We hugged & kissed Babu good-bye tonight. He’s heading south…to visit with another son. Eventually working his way to Ohio…to spend some time with his parents. Poppy isn’t feeling so well these days.
But before Babu left he smothered us with love. That’s his way. He’s sappy too. And he gave us the sweetest compliment that affected me. To the soul.
With his heart shining in his eyes…he told us how proud he was of how well (he feels) we’re coming through this past year. This past year of crazy profound unimaginable joys & tears. Highs & lows. Stresses & sickness & lessons of unconditional love & acceptance.
I had no idea how dramatically a life could change in just a year.
But you know…I hadn’t really thought about it. Not in awhile anyway. We’ve just been busy living. Balancing. But tonight I glanced at my husband…and couldn’t help myself. My heart started choking my throat. And I realised that we’re in a better place today. We’re working as a team. In parenting. And life. We’re connecting spiritually. We’re not fighting so much anymore. ::smile:: We’re less scared…and more centered. And honestly…we’ve had some of our happiest moments together recently. And I feel in my bones the best are somewhere up ahead.
Nope…our life is not the same. Not even close. The life He has given us is not the one we’d imagined.
But tonight…I wouldn’t change a thing. Not one single thing.
‘Cept maybe having Bibi & Babu closer…