Shit Happens! Shit happens, you kick dirt over it and move on. Life always gets better. If you let it.
I have a laundry list of things I wish I would have done, but to change the past would deny me what I love most:
My amazing husband who I married in 2000. My husband is one of my best friends. He stands beside me and has my back in all of my crazy and let me tell you, I have crazy. He is my rock. He is my love. Some days he drives me batshit crazy like I know I drive him. I wouldn’t have anyone else on this ride with me. And when he smiles, that man melts my heart!
My amazing beautiful daughter who is now married to a wonderful man. Becoming friends with my daughter has been one of the most incredible experiences. I am so proud of the woman she is. She is smart, she is driven, and she is the best mommy. She made me a Nana to the most beautiful girl in the world. That child has stolen my heart. My grandbaby girl is my favorite human in the universe. I’m told I shouldn’t say that out loud, I do it anyway. When she has siblings, they will also be #myfavoritehuman – problem solved.
My amazing handsome son. He is one of the funniest people I know. He makes me proud because he accepts everyone just the way they are. He has taught me to be open. He really lives the saying, “You do You,” without judgment. If we all had his attitude, I believe there would be less bickering in the world.
In 2017 we welcomed into our family, my husband’s daughter and her two beautiful daughters. Everyone has a story and a past. I believe we chose how to deal with ours when it finds us -because it always does. We are grateful for the chance to have these three amazing girls and our son-in-law as part of our family, we like him too.
We have four dogs, only one of them is truly mine. I basically stole her from my son. She is a Boston Poodle Mix. She is a Bitch. She is my favorite dog. They are all rescues from Mid America Boston Terrier Rescue. #adoptdontshop – Really. The others? Boston, Boston/Beagle Mix, and Boston/Pit mix (we think).
I write what makes me happy, I write what makes me sad, and I write what makes me angry. It’s a place I can drift to when I don’t want to deal with the real world.