"Fall Into Me" Brantley Gilbert
I keep on forgetting it's Friday. I even keep on forgetting it's December. Maybe it's time I flip over November's page on our "Fluffies of the Month" calendar. After all, there's only 4 weeks left of 2011. (29 days, 5 hours and 2minutes to be exact)
One thing's for sure, this month is already zippin' on by. It's close to 7 on Friday night and there sure is a lot going on inside this head of mine.
To collect my thoughts. To unpack the crowded categories of emotions swarming up there. To untangle them. Assemble them. File them in a neat and clean order...
Those are just a few of my goals for this first week in December.
I've been trusting my instincts as much as possible. Finding out the beautiful purpose of the words, "TAKE IT ALL" in times like these. We've been guiding one another. Together. More than ever. Taking that oh so precious time to be us. Without the added weight. Those extra pounds on our shoulders - they can be stubborn ones. They don't just melt away. No, they take effort. They take teamwork. A lot of love.
A truck load of patience.
"It's times like these when patience means everything."
If someone was to tell me last December (or the one before that) that Steve and I would be where we are today...
I don't know if I would have believed them all that much.
Where we are today...
It might not be where we thought we'd be in so many instances...
But this I know...
We're more in love than we've ever been.
The word, "devotion" has been taken to a whole new level. And that brings on such a ray of light for what is to come in the approaching new year.
Two weeks ago, I was getting a spoon out of the silverware drawer. Ready to stir some cream in my coffee. And for whatever reason, I got that feeling. The feeling like it was time to call our doctor. Time to get some answers to our healthy, long list of questions. Questions to help lead us through the next few months. Months that will continue to forever change our hearts and lives...
We have an appointment on Monday afternoon. I purchased a pretty lil' notebook at Target quite some time ago. It's lines were once empty. Words and questions too hesitantly waiting to grace it's pages.
The lines are now very full.
Awaiting those A's to their Q's.
Steve and I...
We certainly can't complain. We've spent some amazing moments together these past few years in our marriage. Earlier this week, we got away for a night. One little day. One little over-night stay. Might not seem like much. But pieces of it were different than ones past.
It strengthened us. It spoiled us. It showed us what it's like to be in a place where your mind and soul can breathe. When you take that time to recharge.
To concentrate solely on what is happening in that very day and night...
And nothing else.
I love this man.
I love him when we're together. I love him when we're apart.
I love him when I'm being an irrational crazy woman. I love him when he's being a stubborn, prideful mule.
I love him when he eats cheetos in his knee socks n' boxers and plays his LOUD video games.
I love all the love and pain we've been through.
I love him.
And I'm thankful for where this journey is taking us.
Pictures of the perfect end to November.
December holds the key. We believe it will unlock the door to more peace. More hope.
We believe our shoulders might just be the lightest they've been in a long time. That they'll be fresh and able to carry on the new kind of weight that will be coming in 2012's first months.
We're looking forward to falling into December.
Time to get festive.
Wishing everyone a happy beginning to a wonderful, magical month!!!