"I sing because I'm happy, I sing because I'm free; His eyes are on the sparrow, and I know he watches me." ~Civilla D. Martin

The furniture came yesterday. Exciting stuff. Again, I have to wonder if it's sad that I find furniture so exciting. ack! I'm turning into an adult!!!! Oh, wait ... I'm thirty, have an undergrad. degree, married, and have two kids. I guess becoming an adult happened somewhere behind me.

I wouldn't trade my life ... never ... but sometimes I get a huge case of the what if's. Y'know what I'm talking about, right. What if I'd followed my career dreams, instead of "settling down." What if I'd taken college more seriously (not that I did badly, I just could have done so much more). What if I'd gone to grad school, like I had comtemplated ... What if ... what if ... what if ...How did I get here? How did I become the very thing that I used to dread becoming? Maybe that, in itself, is the answer. How on earth has that reality ended up being ... well ... pretty good, really. I think it's love.

I remember the first time I held my oldest. My husband put her in my arms, and I looked down at this tiny, beautiful, and (yes!) angelic face ... I just started to cry; the emotion was so overwhelming; the love. It was the same with my son. What immense and wondrous thing love is. It makes you happy to do all the things you thought you would never want to do. It makes you realize the joy there is to life. It makes you say "thank you God" every night as you check on your children, while they sleep. It makes you okay with being excited about furniture, and giggle over the fact that you are now in bed typing on your laptop while your husband is doing the same with his. (poor guy ... he's working, while I'm playing!)

LOVE: An important thing to take time to remember, every once in awhile.