Hey. So I haven't blogged in a while. I don't really know why. Well, I guess I do. You see, life is pretty up in the air for us right now (update for those who haven't heard: we're not going to Brazil anymore, long story) and I guess I've been waiting to have something substantial to report, but that hasn't happened yet. Since our return from New York we've just been laying low, playing the waiting game while living with my ever-gracious parents in Salt Lake. I'm so thankful to them but I can't help feeling like we're in a bit of a rut. Why is it that our lives seem to be perpetually on hold? Sometimes I feel like an exciting life is out there and I'm just standing by and watching it pass. It doesn't help when I look at other friend's blogs or blogs of friend's of friends and see these incredible people living amazing lives that I can't help but envy (this includes those just simply living a happy, normal day-to-day lifestyle). And I wonder, what do I possibly have to blog about that could interest anyone?
Being in this position of ours has brought a wave of emotions. I go from feeling like, "why isn't life what I want it to be right now? why can't life be easier sometimes?" to the next minute - while holding precious Ethan in my arms or seeing a big grin on his face -feeling like life couldn't get any better than this. Thank goodness for that little baby who makes our lives such a joy, who keeps us going and helps us focus on what matters most and why we're really here; I have to remind myself that it's not necessarily to travel the world, to have a fun job or to live in an amazing city - although I've had the opportunity to do those types of things in the past and I really hope to do more in the future. But being a mother has truly brought to me a happiness that has surpassed all of those other things. And although it's not a trip to Europe or a new house, I get to witness special moments like this everyday:
I'm really sorry for venting on this blog. I didn't intend to when I started this post or to get so personal. I recognize I'm not alone in feeling this way and that everyone has lows their in life in one form or another. I know how blessed I am. Having Bret as my companion and best friend, is much more than I could ever deserve. I'm so thankful for the amazing man and husband he is. I look forward to continuing through life's adventures, in its many shapes and forms, with both him and my children. They say life isn't a race and I believe that's true, but I do sometimes feel like it's a marathon. That each day, though simple and mundane as it may be at times, is a step towards something bigger and more wonderful that I hope to attain at the end of it all. It sure helps having cute little friends like this, too.