Today, I reflected on old blog posts. I let Gracie's sweet voice sweep bittersweet tears from my eyes. I thanked God for what is, and for the path I've walked, danced, stumbled down, believed in to get to what is.
I remembered lonely me from before. Lonliness that came long before being the wife of a deployed sailor. Lonliness that could find me so easily, even as I stood surrounded by others.
I don't know how I maneuvered out of it, but I am so grateful that I did.
I love being more secure in who I am as a person. I love being a wife, a mother.
A wife.
A mother.
(It just bears repeating, doesn't it??)
Last night, I took my child trick-or-treating. It was wonderful. She was wonderful! And when we were done, we tucked up inside and went through the goodies. I sorted out the things she couldn't quite yet partake in (gum, treats with nuts) and she enjoyed her spoils. And it was perfect.
Today, I am here. And it is perfect.
