So John has been home for two days, and it has been amazing. I love coming home and seeing his smiling face. He has a trainer ride tomorrow, and then is out again on Sunday. I have a fun day planned tomorrow. John and I are joining the Church softball team, and our first practice is tomorrow. I am so excited, I literally have not played softball in 6 years. We will see if it all comes back to me. I hope so! Our first game will be on Tuesday. I cannot wait to be doing something sporty outside…YAY!!! John had two tests this week in T3/4 and he aced both of them…go Johnny! I had a great week. I feel so blessed to say that I absolutely LOVE my job! It is the perfect job for me…WOW I love it!! I come home feeling like I have made a contribution to my family as well as the families I work for. John and I are in such a wonderful place in life. We are free to do as we please, and as the days go by we are getting better and better at being a team. For example, I come home John is mowing the lawn, I walk into the house and throw some laundry in the washer, and make a small grocery list. We both have our own little house hold duties, and believe me it has taken all 22 months of our marriage to figure out who does what. So, for the most part I do all the inside duties, and John does all the outside ones. Lately I have been feeling a bit nostalgic, which leads me to watch home videos and look at baby pictures. I feel overwhelmed with gratefulness for how wonderful a childhood I had. I pray that I will be able to do the same for my little ones. I can almost cry thinking about how much I already love my babies, and I do not even know them yet…I cannot imagine gazing into their eyes for the first time. My heart longs for that moment when I can look at their beautiful face and say, “Baby, I have waited all my life for you.” I wait anxiously for the day when the Lord creates life through John and my undying love for him and each other…how miraculous is human life?

 

 


 


 

 

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