The other night, we were playing outside. Munchkin was running around the yard. I was admiring the grass that I had cut a few days ago. The air was cool and the sun was setting. Two of our friends were walking by and stopped to chat.
I am feeling so blessed that we live in such an awesome neighborhood, where everyone knows each other and people play together in the evenings. Where friends stop to talk and literally are just a phone call away. Where kids play outside and ride bikes and chase lighting bugs and whine to stay up just a little later.
I am grateful that for the moment we are living an idyllic life. One that I had hoped and wished and planned for. Evenings in the yard, coffee on the patio in the morning. Looking at the bunnies hop through the yard and hoping that the fox isn't hot on their tails. I am in awe of all of the wonderful things that have happened in our life. I never dreamed that we would ever have a house again. Yet, here we are!
Six years ago I was hoping to share these days with Robert and our child someday. Five years ago, I couldn't see past the brokenness to imagine these days would ever happen or feel good without Robert here. Today, even though Robert isn't here, I have a sense of contentment with the life that we have. It doesn't make it ok that Robert is dead, but I can tell you on most days, I have found the fortitude to be grateful for what is in front of me today. I am grateful because I know how quickly and permanently things change. I give thanks constantly for our blessings and I pray every day to continue to be blessed. While I certainly think I have had my share of tragedy, this bliss is not guaranteed to continue and I know that. I have worked very hard to stay in the present moment and to practice gratitude and it seems to be working. It seems to be getting better for us.
We are very, very blessed these days.