20 years ago, he asked me to marry him.
20 years ago, I said yes.
It is so hard to believe that was 2 decades ago.
It is sometimes still so hard to believe that he's not here to celebrate all of our "20th's."
Click here to read what I wrote on 2012's June 21st.
It also occurred to me that this week, since I became Crystol's full time caregiver for the summer of 1993 while both of her parents worked, marks 20 years since I first became a "parent." That was the first time I made a choice between working and staying with my children. I gave up a paid internship that summer to be her caretaker. I knew it was the right thing to do. I was right. Developing and fostering my relationship with my just turned 11-year old future stepdaughter was so much more valuable than any money or any other experience I would have garnered from that internship.
So as of this week, I have parented children, from newborns to age 31 - with all of the joys and trials that all of those ages bring, for 20 years - 2 decades.
No wonder I'm tired.
And thank God I have been and am so blessed!
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