Somebody Pinch Me?

Sometimes I think I must live in a dream.  Are people allowed to be this happy?  I have a husband who always puts me first.  He works extra hard, leaves early, comes home late, trying to succeed, so that it remains financially possible for me to stay home with our boys.  He makes time for me, time for them, and not a lot of time for himself. 

True, I never got my little blond-haired girl, but I got two wonderfully individual boys who I wouldn't trade for the most lovely of girls.  There's Grayson who is deep thinking, creative, expressive, and so intelligent it amazes me sometimes.  Then Grant, my rambunctious, hilarious, deep loving, daredevil.  They are polar opposites, and I am truly in love with them both. 

Now we have this sweet puppy who fills our life with a new kind of excitement.  We are all learning a different type of responsibility by caring for him.  I get to watch my boys love him, and remember the bond of deep love I felt for my pets as a child.  There was no love like that heart-warming, protective love I felt for those little creatures who depended on me for their existence.  I look on with a smile as I see that same protective tenderness developing between the boys and Copper.

Sometimes I feel guilty, like I'm taking more than my share of happiness from the world.  Then times like this morning, I'm just so genuinely grateful.  Overwhelmed, happy, and deeply, deeply, grateful.

Comments

[foolery]

What a nice post. You're early with Thanksgiving! Oh, and I hear it was your birthday the other day? Happy birthday!

[kailani]

What a great post! It is always so nice to read about someone who is truly happy with their life! Congratulations!

Your post will be included in the next edition of the Carnival of Family Life scheduled for November 19th at An Island Life.

[Rob at Kintropy]

It sounds like your cherish your happiness and let those who share it with you know. That's a good thing. Hope you have a happy Thanksgiving.