I have decided that I am not a blogger by nature. I forget I ever started it, and therefore forget to EVER create and post new entries. This isn't on purpose, really, or maybe it is, who knows? What I have also decided and or realized is, well, life is what it is. Sometimes good, sometimes bad, sometimes boring, sometimes sad. Life is full of so many different things. Some things we can change but some we can't. It is the latter that I have always had difficulity with. I'm trying to be more patient and relax more and understand that the things I cannot change, I simply cannot change.
My daughter in love(yes, I said in love, not in law)is joining the Air Force. She is in fact, swearing in today, possibly having done so already. I am very proud of her. I know she is doing to do well in her military career. I knew this day was going to come and there was nothing I could do to change it. I am going to miss her like crazy, but I knew and I know that she can't graduate BMT until she starts BMT. I don't usually like time to go by so fast, and trust me it goes by super fast, I do want these next 8 weeks to fly by! And I suspect they will and we will find ourselves in TX at Lackland AFB seeing her for the first time in 8 weeks before we know it!
I also have been dreading May 24th. I mean, is there anyone that REALLY wants surgery? I know the benefits of what I'm having and I know the issues I've been having leading up to the decision of my OB/GYN to do surgery. Still, I don't enjoy the thought of it. Trust me when I say I have "been there, done that" when it comes to surgery. 5 times to be exact. So, although I still don't want it, I do know I will hit my 6 week recovery time before I know it, all ready to pack and head down to see Michelle graduate BMT. It does help knowing I have the world's BEST husband to help out and take care of me. I am so lucky to have him.
And speaking of him, the time is nearing for our wedding anniversary. On June 7th we will have been married for 25 years! There won't be any fancy celebrating due to my recovering from the surgery, but you know what? It doesn't matter. I will still have the love of my life near me, caring for me and taking care of me, and loving me and when you stop to think about it, isn't that all that really matters? Knowing that there is another person out there that loves you more than you love yourself, and is waiting to spend the next 25 years with you is so much more important than any party or celebration.
