I look back on 2013 and I think about all of the things that made my heart soar and sore. It’s the year I got to know myself better, first and foremost. It’s the year I got to know my husband Davy better and vice versa. It’s the year I cried a lot.
I hope I never make marriage look easy because it’s hard.
Parenthood is hard. Being an expat in a small country is hard. Being a stay-at-home mom is hard. I can only speak for myself but whatever any of us are doing is hard, and this is what I’ve learned most of all, in 2013.
Life is fucking hard. It helps to have people and things around to lighten things up for instant gratification, but you can never turn life off. It will keep going on with or without you. It’s up to you what you make of your life.
I want to be sure that I’m not making anything in particular look easy or perfect, but simply showing how good things can be when they’re good, in marriage. It’s not for everyone, just like having a pet or going to college isn’t for everyone. It’s a choice and not often enough a right.