It’s been awhile, I know.
Life. It’s hard sometimes. I mean, always good…but sometimes really hard. I feel I owe an apology to anyone who follows the happenings of This Nest, who have possibly been led to interpret our lives as fairy-tales full of fluffy and magical unicorns dancing across bright rainbows. That’s inaccurate. Our lives are full of challenges and obstacles…and sometimes heartbreak.
My last entry was nearly two years ago. You should read it. It’s reflective of my enduring and undying love for my husband. That hasn’t changed. It never will. You could read any number of my posts as illustrative of my heart for my marriage and family, and for our children. That hasn’t changed either. It never will.
But 2015 was a hard one for us. Our marriage and our children were under attack. Chalk it up to whatever pressures, stressors and worldly influences you want to. We almost got lost. Lost in the business of unimportant things. Lost in the busy-ness of work and nursing school. Lost to the influences of peer pressure and bad choices. Lost to the effects of depression and anxiety. We were individually fighting our own battles, and we were almost lost to the knowledge that our individual obstacles are collectively one big mountain, obstructing the success of This Nest as a whole.
Long story short, we had decisions to make, priorities to rate, and action to take. And we did. Our love is untouchable. UNTOUCHABLE. Our family is a gift, and we take care of it. Our children are our biggest blessings, who deserve nothing less than our united front of support and love and guidance. So that’s what we give them, and that’s what we give to each other. Because if one of us falls, we all fall. And when we rise, we rise together. Together. Always together.
2016 has been a great one for us, so far. Our marriage and our children are not only intact, but we are abundantly blessed and grateful. Chalk it up to whatever influences of fortitude and perseverance you want to. We are found. Found in the business of the most important things. Found in the busy-ness of intentionally valuing the most important things. Found in the lessons learned through peer pressure and bad choices. Found in awareness and open discussions about depression and anxiety. We fight with each other, not against each other, as we climb the big mountain of collective obstacles presented to This Nest, as a whole. A whole family. Together. Always together.
We know this is a marathon and not a sprint. We pace ourselves, understanding that the bad days WILL come, but they will also go. And we celebrate with gratitude the good days that always find us.
