This weekend was a crazy beautiful long and very full one. It was completely filled with small and special moments that made me smile and recognize just how blessed I am. I woke up today sorry to see the past few days gone, but full of love and laughter because of them. And really, isn't that what's life about in the long run?
On Friday Mike and I celebrated our 10 year anniversary. It blows my mind not only that we've been together for so long but just that so much time has passed. I remember very vividly my Dad telling a much younger me to hold on to my days because once I had a family of my own they would fly by me. I'm finding out just how right he was. The past 10 years have been nothing short of magical. That's not to say that we haven't had bumps in the road because there have been many, more that I can honestly recount. But I've chosen to focus on the good rather than dwell on the bad. And I'm proud to say that I've spent the past decade married to an amazing guy.
We celebrated right were we started, New York City. (10 years ago, the two of us broke newlyweds spent our honeymoon exploring the city)
We came home from our trip to spend Monday soaking wet in out backyard having a picnic. We slipped and slided, launched water balloons at one another, danced around in the kiddie pool, and squirted each other with water guns. It was a fantastic way to beat the 90 degree heat. And then we ate and ate and ate.
The weekend ended with two boys passed out cold in their beds and Mike snoring away on the couch. I took a nap earlier thanks to sheer exhaustion so I relaxed in a quiet house, surrounded by bubbles.
Yes, life is sweet. And I'm so thankful for it.