7 years

Sometimes I just get this overwhelming desire to write. I used to love writing, and in school when it's a requirement, well, I welcomed the assignments. I was good at it too. Perhaps it was my own biased opinion, but I always thought that I had a knack for using words, expressing myself, getting a point across. But I don't have to write anymore. And I don't usually have time to do it for fun. This tiny place here amongst the great vastness that is the world wide web is the only chance I get to put my creative juices to good use and most often, I don't seize the opportunity to sit down and type when I should. Life just tends to get in the way.
But not tonight. Tonight, my kids are vegging out while I make dinner. Carlos has been in meetings all day and still won't be home for a few hours.
It's been one of those days that while not horrible, it hasn't exactly been perfect. Neither kid napped this afternoon. This usually means that right about now they are losing it as I should be, leaving all of us counting down the minutes until the sun dips low enough for me to convince them that it's bed time....
No, today has not been perfect. But to my surprise they are holding it together. It could be all the food and snacks I keep throwing at them. Or perhaps the gods have decided to smile down upon me this evening, knowing that it is the second day in a row where I have been home all day with the kids and Carlos has had 12 hour obligations to tend to keeping him away. Whatever the reason for the nice behavior, I'll take it and avoid asking to many questions.
Today is a day where a dinnertime cocktail was eagerly anticipated. Today is also a day that I appreciate more than usual that I am not alone. No, I have this man in my life that helps keeps me grounded, and holds me accountable. He reminds me in his own ways that I am beautiful, and that he loves me more and more with every passing year.
7 years ago today I committed myself to him. I looked into his eyes and held my breath and he committed the same to me. It's been a bumpy 7 years. We've laughed, and cried, and yelled and screamed. We've loved, and  giggled and reveled in the beauty that is our two children. We've ached together and separately and we've infuriated one another. It's been 7 long years, and 7 short years all at the same time. But this man, this man that continually loves me despite my short comings, despite my temper, he makes it all worth it. As I hope and pray that I do for him.
Carlos, I love you and am blessed to have you as my one and only

***** Happy Anniversary*****