August 14 is kind of a big deal in my family. We celebrate two things on this day. The people who joined together to give us our beginning and the guy who makes us laugh and cry and cheer and scream. Ok - more laughter and cheering, but let's be honest there are tears and screams as well.
Today marks my parents 53rd wedding anniversary. As I think about that I am grateful. Grateful that they found eachother and grateful that they have continued - through good times and bad, in sickness and in health to work through things, laugh, cry, share and all the other things that make a marriage. I am not naive enough to tell you it's been perfect. I remember some days that were not, but they were committed to one another and to us and I am thankful that they have shared so much together and with us as well as many others throughout this journey.
I could probably go on some big rambling about what does or does not make marriage work, but I'm not going to. I haven't done it, so I'm not sure I would qualify as any sort of expert on that particular topic. I can go on about how even on the days they didn't want to, they did. They still got up and went to work, cleaned the house, got us to whatever activity we were in, volunteered, attended church, belonged to community organizations, helped with homework, disciplined, came out (in a robe - on main street) looking for us when we were not home on time, took us hunting and golfing and allowed us to make mistakes - not excuses. Even on the days we threw temper tantrums or told them they didn't love us because we weren't getting our way, they did. I don't know this for sure, but can imagine that there were days they wanted to throw in the towel, give in or give up and they didn't. They still haven't and I'm blessed. We're blessed and they're blessed.
The guy who then came into our lives 10 years ago today has brought much with him. He's funny (at least he thinks he is), smart, sassy, annoying, adorable, caring and kind (most of the time). He's precious in his own right and for him, we're grateful.
It took a long time for me to really understand how much my family means to me and as I write this there are tears in my eyes. Not because I'm sad - oh sure, there are times when I wish we were all together again, but because I really, truly, deeply love these people I call family. And because somehow, someway, even on the days we don't want to - we will. Together we are strong.
When I set up my website and blog under the author section it reads "Write something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview." Whew - cuz that's all I've got for the moment. I'm a pretty simple person who lives life lovingly. I care deeply and am passionate about many things. I have always had a spirit of (I'm going to call it) entrepreneurship so have been self-employed about as much as I've been employed by others. This is a place where I share thoughts, ideas and happenings. I'm finding that sharing my story (life) helps me as much or more than it helps others and I find that empowering. Keep doin' what you love and lovin' what you do! XO-KM