Ok so I used to make fun of my Aunt who, at the drop of a dime, would randomly burst into tears at the sight of a beautiful child, a loving moment, a scene in a movie, etc. Then I had children of my own....and I remember watchign the Kodak commercial where the dad was holding the baby in the light...and I COMPLETELY LOST MY MIND. Yeah...it was bad.
So enter the 3rd child. I get choked up at everything he does. I'm in AWE of him and his growth and watching him find his way. It is a blessing to me that he chose me to be his mom. OMG.
So after all that, enter menopause. That glorious time when you will be at a stop light, a song with come on and you'll remember when....and you realize that the person in the car next to you is probably contemplating calling 911 because there's a women crying hysterically in the car next to them. Yeah...that'd be me.
I think it's cause I find every day I'm alive joyful. And that it truly is the little things that define us. And what a blessing it is to be a mother. And DAMN you Kodak commercials and babies and friends being friends and husbands loving their wifes and music and movies and and and...
I feel ya.
Sending good thoughts your way. ;)