This week I must say that I am truly stressed out. Next Wednesday my little boy who is not a little boy anymore will be graduating. This year and this week has been stressful. Because he slipped behind in some classes I am here biting my nails off hoping he passes everything he needs to, has all his debts cleared at school and will be able to pull it off-and it is so close. I am hoping, praying that he will do this and mad at myself a little for not staying on him more when it came to getting things done.
It's funny, I do not remember ever not doing what I needed to to graduate. I remember I actually went to summer school to take regular classes so I could have smooth sailing in my actual senior year, and I did. I graduated with honors and had a whole bumch of A's during my senior year since I passed everything the years before. I will admit that I got an occasional D in PE back in junior high because I hated dressing out, but that was just stupid of me.
I did my work in high school and I was organized and in a geeky way I actually liked school. I was one of those people who was sad when it was over. And then I think about my son. As a parent you do all you can for them in all their years of school. You help them and teach them but in the end as they get closer to the Pomp and Circumstance it is their choice. You can only do so much for your kids until you realize that it is them who has to do the work and turn it in and want to pass the class. For so long I would get the progress reports in the mail with a bad mark or two and I would hear..."But mom, it's only a progress report" and I would reply..."Exactly, and you are not making any progress".
My daughter will be in 11th grade next year and I am vowing that I will ensure she does whatever possible to graduate so that when her final week before graduation comes I won't have to bite my nails. I guess kids just do not understand the value of a diploma these days and it baffles me. I remember taking senior pictures and my mom ordered a big 16X20 of me in my cap and gown. She hung that up right in the living room for all to see when they would walk in-I actually think she has it hanging up still in her house in Texas! I was so proud of that picture and felt like I accomplished something so wonderful.
My kids do not understand why I worry and nag them about the importance of graduating. While I think he is going to pull it off if only by the tiniest percentage,I am still stressed out. All I want for my kids is their happiness and their success. A diploma will help to get them there!
And so, I have taken half a day off next Wednesday to get there early to see my first born baby boy graduate from high school. I remember my mom at my graduation ceremony 22 years ago with tears in her eyes after it was all over. While I knew she was proud of me I didn't understand the real meaning of the tears...until now because I am a mom and my baby is there. Congratulations Class of 2012
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Friday, April 27, 2012
What a Difference...
Can you all believe it is already going to be May? I realized this as in my office we are hanging papel picados. I know I am Mexican and should know what that means, but I don't. Basically it's tissue paper that we all cut out into squares and then cut out our own shapes and patterns on. We then hang them up in our office and make it colorful and bright.
Every year it is a reminder to me that the year is almost halfway over. This year feels so different though. This year at the end of May I am praying and hoping that all the years of school for my oldest baby will be over and that he will graduate. I must admit this one is a nail biter because he has to come up ahead no matter what and really buckle down to make this happen. He has been so happy lately and busy with all the Senior activities and it's good to see him like this, I am crossing my fingers!
Then there's the girl. I cannot believe that she will be in 11th grade next year. Wow how fast time flies, it's amazing. I am happy to report that since we moved into the apartment in February she has made a little group of friends there which is good for her. No longer is she calling me up at work asking what we are going to do when I get home. Nowadays she isn't even home when I get home as she is out with her new circle of friends...one even being a cute boy who she thinks of as her boyfriend. he seems sweet and shy and he makes her smile.
Then there's me, what a difference a year makes. This time last year I was living in my little suite of Casa de Crazy, married but so separated and so unhappy. I think back to that time just a year ago and it brings back bad memories of fighting and unhappiness. It took so many years for me to really realize how unhappy I was and I never thought I would ever have the courage or strength to leave, but in the end here I am and I did.
These days my life is much more simpler and peaceful. I actually enjoy going home and I even look forward to it. The kids and I get along most of the time with a few occasional moments but the fighting has sort of just diminished. Sometimes there are people in life who are just no good together and I finally realized that.
I look forward to my future and all it holds to reveal itself to me. I am happy now, happier than I have been in so many years. I have someone in my life who helps me get through my bad days and shares with me the good days. I have never smiled so much.
I am so thankful for my kids, My Miji, Family, health and everything in between and around that I have in my life. What a difference a year makes.
Every year it is a reminder to me that the year is almost halfway over. This year feels so different though. This year at the end of May I am praying and hoping that all the years of school for my oldest baby will be over and that he will graduate. I must admit this one is a nail biter because he has to come up ahead no matter what and really buckle down to make this happen. He has been so happy lately and busy with all the Senior activities and it's good to see him like this, I am crossing my fingers!
Then there's the girl. I cannot believe that she will be in 11th grade next year. Wow how fast time flies, it's amazing. I am happy to report that since we moved into the apartment in February she has made a little group of friends there which is good for her. No longer is she calling me up at work asking what we are going to do when I get home. Nowadays she isn't even home when I get home as she is out with her new circle of friends...one even being a cute boy who she thinks of as her boyfriend. he seems sweet and shy and he makes her smile.
Then there's me, what a difference a year makes. This time last year I was living in my little suite of Casa de Crazy, married but so separated and so unhappy. I think back to that time just a year ago and it brings back bad memories of fighting and unhappiness. It took so many years for me to really realize how unhappy I was and I never thought I would ever have the courage or strength to leave, but in the end here I am and I did.
These days my life is much more simpler and peaceful. I actually enjoy going home and I even look forward to it. The kids and I get along most of the time with a few occasional moments but the fighting has sort of just diminished. Sometimes there are people in life who are just no good together and I finally realized that.
I look forward to my future and all it holds to reveal itself to me. I am happy now, happier than I have been in so many years. I have someone in my life who helps me get through my bad days and shares with me the good days. I have never smiled so much.
I am so thankful for my kids, My Miji, Family, health and everything in between and around that I have in my life. What a difference a year makes.
Friday, April 13, 2012
Happy (Yes I Said Happy) Friday the 13th!
Today is Friday the 13th. Clouds are looming outside and it's gray and cold. Most people think of Friday the 13th as something superstitous and freak out when they realize the date. I think if they would have never made a movie about friday the 13th and all the stupid sequels that went along with it people would never have thought twice about the date. The 13th happens on many days and Friday is supposed to be a great day, the start to days off, it's funny. people are superstitious and this just happens to be a superstitous day, I get it.
I grew up hearing lots of crazy superstitions that I am sure most people have heard of too, and I have to admit that sometimes I am drawn into those superstitions. Don't spill salt and if you do pick some up and throw it behind your back. If a black cat crosses your path it means bad luck. Those are just a few of the normal ones. Growing up with a Mexican dad I heard a lot of crazy ones!
With the weather the way it is and a chance of rain on the way the date makes people freak out even more. I used to hate the dark clouds coming in and any hint of rain outside. My advice to anyone who wants to be a homeowner is make sure the roof is fairly new and in good shape and have a good inspector. I learned the hard way and hired my own inspector who ended up not thoroughly checking the roof. I learned fairly quick what section of WalMart to locate tarps to use on a leaky roof. I used to hate the rain in that house.
I am not there anymore though. I went from huge house to cozy apartment. I love the rain now and it makes me want to just sit in front of my fireplace with the one I love and just be thankful I am where I am supposed to be in my life. Sometimes when it was as bright and sunny as could be in my old house I still felt a sense of clouds looming overhead and it had nothing to do with the weather. Unhappiness can make every day seem like a storm when you are with someone who takes away your sunshine. It's funny how one day you think there is no way out of a situation and when you finally find your way out you wonder what took you so long.
These days I love the rain and I even request to listen to the rain app on his phone when it's quiet. The rain doesn't bother me anymore because I have finally reached the point in my life where the sun is shining again, and it has nothing to do with the weather.
Oh and Friday the 13th makes me smile because it was the day that seems so long ago now (even though it hasn't been long at all) that I met the one who makes me smile no matter what clouds may be looming outside. I feel so free, I feel so lucky, I am so happy.
I grew up hearing lots of crazy superstitions that I am sure most people have heard of too, and I have to admit that sometimes I am drawn into those superstitions. Don't spill salt and if you do pick some up and throw it behind your back. If a black cat crosses your path it means bad luck. Those are just a few of the normal ones. Growing up with a Mexican dad I heard a lot of crazy ones!
With the weather the way it is and a chance of rain on the way the date makes people freak out even more. I used to hate the dark clouds coming in and any hint of rain outside. My advice to anyone who wants to be a homeowner is make sure the roof is fairly new and in good shape and have a good inspector. I learned the hard way and hired my own inspector who ended up not thoroughly checking the roof. I learned fairly quick what section of WalMart to locate tarps to use on a leaky roof. I used to hate the rain in that house.
I am not there anymore though. I went from huge house to cozy apartment. I love the rain now and it makes me want to just sit in front of my fireplace with the one I love and just be thankful I am where I am supposed to be in my life. Sometimes when it was as bright and sunny as could be in my old house I still felt a sense of clouds looming overhead and it had nothing to do with the weather. Unhappiness can make every day seem like a storm when you are with someone who takes away your sunshine. It's funny how one day you think there is no way out of a situation and when you finally find your way out you wonder what took you so long.
These days I love the rain and I even request to listen to the rain app on his phone when it's quiet. The rain doesn't bother me anymore because I have finally reached the point in my life where the sun is shining again, and it has nothing to do with the weather.
Oh and Friday the 13th makes me smile because it was the day that seems so long ago now (even though it hasn't been long at all) that I met the one who makes me smile no matter what clouds may be looming outside. I feel so free, I feel so lucky, I am so happy.
Thursday, April 5, 2012
Life With Rainbow Bunny
I am sure you all are like me wondering how in the heck Easter is here already. It snuck up on us quick this year! I can't say I totally forgot about it I mean there have been little reminders like Easter cards and candy since March. I look at the kids and wonder where the years have gone. I remember when they were younger that right about now I would be stressing out running around trying to get their Easter baskets together. Now I could hand them money in place of the basket and they will be just as happy.
When my daughter was younger we bought her this little stuffed rabbit toy and he was all different colors. She loved him so much when we gave it to her and she affectionately named him, "Rainbow Bunny". That was about when she was four and now here she is on the verge of becoming 16 years old. There are still things she brings to my apartment from her dad's house and yesterday she brought Rainbow Bunny to my place.
He is still the same old bunny, except now he seems a little droopier and his colors have faded a bit from all the washing machine cycles he has been through. You never think about things like if the Rainbow Bunny would be around all these years and at the same time wondering where you would be in your life. When I first bought that bunny I never would have guessed that my life would take all the turns that it has. When I bought Rainbow Bunny I was just 28 years old, that was 12 years ago! So many things have happened since then. Even from just a year ago things have changed so much. Last year we were getting ready for our big church play that is put on each year. My daughter was involved and helping backstage with makeup while I volunteered to work in the nursery. This year while we are still looking forward to going to this wonderful play, we didn't get involved in the behind the scenes of it because of everything that is going on in our lives.
I drop off the kids at their dad's house and think about how much I wanted that house when we first got it. I think about all the work I put into that house myself by refinishing the hardwood floor in the living room, taking down the popcorn ceiling, painting all the rooms. My love for the house started to diminish though with endless fighting and the feeling of just wanting to leave. It feels so cold now. While there were a few good times there, most of my memories of us as a family in that house are bad. This time last year I never would have thought I would have ever had the courage to ever leave that marriage or a house I was jointly responsible for, yes things have changed.
It has been a rough road but it has been the road I know I was supposed to take to get me where I am today. While I have been told I am not a morning person (and I think the kids take after me too) I wake up feeling blessed and happy and at peace. It is uncertain what may happen with that house. I hope he is able to keep it if he wants to, but who knows. It was not my destiny to be happy there but maybe it will be someone else's happy place one day.
These days I am focused on living a life less complicated. I have never felt more love in my life than I do right now. Just hearing someone tell you they love you and knowing with all your heart they mean it is so wonderful. Having my kids around me most of the time and seeing them getting along more and fight less is so incredible. I know they are in a place where they can be happy again and not have to worry about their parents not getting along. It has been a long journey and I can't believe how happy I feel. There are times I want to scream out loud to never give up hope.
12 years later I have finally found the place where I am supposed to be, the people I am supposed to be with and the life I was meant to have and Rainbow Bunny has stuck with me through it all!
Happy Easter on Sunday to all of you and I hope you all are exactly where you want to be in your lives<3!
When my daughter was younger we bought her this little stuffed rabbit toy and he was all different colors. She loved him so much when we gave it to her and she affectionately named him, "Rainbow Bunny". That was about when she was four and now here she is on the verge of becoming 16 years old. There are still things she brings to my apartment from her dad's house and yesterday she brought Rainbow Bunny to my place.
He is still the same old bunny, except now he seems a little droopier and his colors have faded a bit from all the washing machine cycles he has been through. You never think about things like if the Rainbow Bunny would be around all these years and at the same time wondering where you would be in your life. When I first bought that bunny I never would have guessed that my life would take all the turns that it has. When I bought Rainbow Bunny I was just 28 years old, that was 12 years ago! So many things have happened since then. Even from just a year ago things have changed so much. Last year we were getting ready for our big church play that is put on each year. My daughter was involved and helping backstage with makeup while I volunteered to work in the nursery. This year while we are still looking forward to going to this wonderful play, we didn't get involved in the behind the scenes of it because of everything that is going on in our lives.
I drop off the kids at their dad's house and think about how much I wanted that house when we first got it. I think about all the work I put into that house myself by refinishing the hardwood floor in the living room, taking down the popcorn ceiling, painting all the rooms. My love for the house started to diminish though with endless fighting and the feeling of just wanting to leave. It feels so cold now. While there were a few good times there, most of my memories of us as a family in that house are bad. This time last year I never would have thought I would have ever had the courage to ever leave that marriage or a house I was jointly responsible for, yes things have changed.
It has been a rough road but it has been the road I know I was supposed to take to get me where I am today. While I have been told I am not a morning person (and I think the kids take after me too) I wake up feeling blessed and happy and at peace. It is uncertain what may happen with that house. I hope he is able to keep it if he wants to, but who knows. It was not my destiny to be happy there but maybe it will be someone else's happy place one day.
These days I am focused on living a life less complicated. I have never felt more love in my life than I do right now. Just hearing someone tell you they love you and knowing with all your heart they mean it is so wonderful. Having my kids around me most of the time and seeing them getting along more and fight less is so incredible. I know they are in a place where they can be happy again and not have to worry about their parents not getting along. It has been a long journey and I can't believe how happy I feel. There are times I want to scream out loud to never give up hope.
12 years later I have finally found the place where I am supposed to be, the people I am supposed to be with and the life I was meant to have and Rainbow Bunny has stuck with me through it all!
Happy Easter on Sunday to all of you and I hope you all are exactly where you want to be in your lives<3!
Thursday, March 22, 2012
It's Supposed To Be This Way...
I remember writing in my blog once that one day I was going to be able to tell you that instead of my all kinds of crazy feeling that I was going to have the all kinds of happy feeling, and now I am happy to report that I am happy!
This feeling comes from taking the steps I needed to take to get me to the place I needed to be. While I can't say that I am there 100%, I am more than halfway there. There are times I am laying on the floor of my apartment when I am all alone and just listen to the quiet. Gone from my atmosphere is constant fighting, complaining and the feeling I used to get when I would drive home from work of dread for what was going to face me when I got home. I actually look forward to going home now and spending time with the ones I love.
I remember being so scared to just walk away from things like owning a house and the fear that took hold of me regarding the unknown. I look at those things now and though I am still not sure what the outcome will be on home ownership and credit that just may take a dive I know that there is nothing that God will give me that I can't handle someway, somehow.
A wonderful friend told me that those things are just things and my happiness means more. She was so right. Being in my apartment gives me a sense of peace and freedom that I thought I would never feel again. It;s hard to live your life everyday wondering when yet knowing that soon someone in the house would fight and that just was not me anymore, I actually reached my breaking point and it was one of the best things that has happened to me in so long.
This is actually the first year (aside from holidays) in about 14 years that we actually sit together at the table and eat together and talk about our days. Little things like this continue to blow my mind each day. Of course there are days when something may get me down or I may get upset at something but that is just life happening and I know in my heart that I am so much better off.
I think back to everything leading up to where I am today and I shake my head. There were times I thought I was meant to be unhappy for the rest of my life but deep down inside I never gave up that small glimmer of hope and I remember praying for God to get me to the place I needed and wanted to be to be happy again, and here I am.
I may not have a lot but I know that I am where I am supposed to be right now with these amazing people in my life who have helped me remember how to smile and how to love again.
This feeling comes from taking the steps I needed to take to get me to the place I needed to be. While I can't say that I am there 100%, I am more than halfway there. There are times I am laying on the floor of my apartment when I am all alone and just listen to the quiet. Gone from my atmosphere is constant fighting, complaining and the feeling I used to get when I would drive home from work of dread for what was going to face me when I got home. I actually look forward to going home now and spending time with the ones I love.
I remember being so scared to just walk away from things like owning a house and the fear that took hold of me regarding the unknown. I look at those things now and though I am still not sure what the outcome will be on home ownership and credit that just may take a dive I know that there is nothing that God will give me that I can't handle someway, somehow.
A wonderful friend told me that those things are just things and my happiness means more. She was so right. Being in my apartment gives me a sense of peace and freedom that I thought I would never feel again. It;s hard to live your life everyday wondering when yet knowing that soon someone in the house would fight and that just was not me anymore, I actually reached my breaking point and it was one of the best things that has happened to me in so long.
This is actually the first year (aside from holidays) in about 14 years that we actually sit together at the table and eat together and talk about our days. Little things like this continue to blow my mind each day. Of course there are days when something may get me down or I may get upset at something but that is just life happening and I know in my heart that I am so much better off.
I think back to everything leading up to where I am today and I shake my head. There were times I thought I was meant to be unhappy for the rest of my life but deep down inside I never gave up that small glimmer of hope and I remember praying for God to get me to the place I needed and wanted to be to be happy again, and here I am.
I may not have a lot but I know that I am where I am supposed to be right now with these amazing people in my life who have helped me remember how to smile and how to love again.
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Along Life's Journey...
When my kids were little they loved each other so much. They laughed together and played together...that was then. I can't say they don't like each other now but they are both teenagers and they have those moments when they are going back and forth and you as their parent stand in the middle of them wishing that Calgon would just take you away. Of course there are those moments when we are all just sitting there and all is as it should be and I enjoy those moments the best.
I know that one day, or at least I hope, that the two of them will grow as close as I have with my siblings. When we were younger it seemed there was never a dull moment and we all drove each other crazy. I am sure my Mom thought she was going to have to jump off a cliff to avoid us being such jerks most of the time...and then there's now.
We grew up and evolved and something wonderful happened, we became friends and discovered that we not only like each other but that we actually love each other too. Now don't get me wrong , we have our differences at times but we always come back to the place where we should be. We know that through thick and thin or whatever the case may be that we have each other's back.
On my crazy journey that I am on right now I have found that even still my siblings stand right behind me to encourage, support and love. I have never experienced a moving situation that happened within an two hours but my Sister and Brother rallied up the troops and we got it done to get their little sis into her own little slice of heaven AKA my apartment.
Whenever I need advice, whenever I need help, they are always there, no matter what and I love them all so much. Brothers and Sisters are like forced friends that you eventually grow to love and I am thankful for all three of mine.
My Sister helped me out with something today that she knew would give me peace of mind and bring me happiness, and I am so grateful for her. My Sissy is like a mom to me and she is one of my best friends. She never judges me, she loves me and she is always here for me and I am eternally grateful that God puts people in our lives who he knows we will need and love along life's journey.
I know that one day, or at least I hope, that the two of them will grow as close as I have with my siblings. When we were younger it seemed there was never a dull moment and we all drove each other crazy. I am sure my Mom thought she was going to have to jump off a cliff to avoid us being such jerks most of the time...and then there's now.
We grew up and evolved and something wonderful happened, we became friends and discovered that we not only like each other but that we actually love each other too. Now don't get me wrong , we have our differences at times but we always come back to the place where we should be. We know that through thick and thin or whatever the case may be that we have each other's back.
On my crazy journey that I am on right now I have found that even still my siblings stand right behind me to encourage, support and love. I have never experienced a moving situation that happened within an two hours but my Sister and Brother rallied up the troops and we got it done to get their little sis into her own little slice of heaven AKA my apartment.
Whenever I need advice, whenever I need help, they are always there, no matter what and I love them all so much. Brothers and Sisters are like forced friends that you eventually grow to love and I am thankful for all three of mine.
My Sister helped me out with something today that she knew would give me peace of mind and bring me happiness, and I am so grateful for her. My Sissy is like a mom to me and she is one of my best friends. She never judges me, she loves me and she is always here for me and I am eternally grateful that God puts people in our lives who he knows we will need and love along life's journey.
Monday, March 19, 2012
With You All The Way...
As my journey continues I have found that as much as we want things in life to go our way...they don't. Just when you think you can see the finish line another hurdle is thrown in your way that you have to jump, which can be really overwhelming when you hate hurdles in the first place.
Yesterday was the LA Marathon and I thought back to 2008 when I ran, walked and hurt my knee in that marathon. Up to about mile 14 I was doing great and then my knee totally started cramping and feeling like it was going to give out. It was then that I wanted to give up but I realized I had gone that far and there was no way that I was going to give up, I mean I only had 12.2 miles to go. Needless to say I pushed on with encouragement from the crowds and texts from friends and family and thought of that medal that I was going to be able to show off forever. Yeah, I know it was just a medal but to me that medal meant a great victory and accomplishment. In the end it took me a little over 8 hours but I still walked across that finish line and got that medal! While I will never do it again, I can smile and say I did that.
Lately this big hurdle in my life keeps getting thrown at me and after a few times I swear I wanted to just give up. I was overwhelmed and mad that for some people things just come so easy. Like the day I ran the marathon, I have this amazing support that picked me up to jump over the hurdle to see the finish line again. When all I wanted to do was cry there was this person in my life who was there for me to help me see the bigger picture and to help me remember that negativity and giving up won't get you anywhere...and everyday it continues.
I have never been in such a place in my life where I feel at ease with all of the decisions I have made this year. My New Year's resolution was to be positive and happy. I cannot say that everyday has been positive or happy but I have found that when I am upset and start to look at the options, the only way out is to be positive. However, like many others I fall prey to negativity and things in my life that make me mad. I said recently that I don't go looking for negativity but it seems to find me and when it does it is hard to be happy and in a positive mood. Luckily for me my wonderfully positive person knows just what to say and do to bring me back to the place of positivity. It is wonderful to have someone in your life like this who gives you so much support and love and suggestions to get you back on track to your finish line.
There is a hurdle in my way right now that I am preparing to jump over. I hope when I jump over this that there will be no hurdles left, though I know that there's always a chance there will always be one more. Like the marathon it may take me a while to get to the finish line but I can't give up now. I have come this far. It is going to happen, it just may take a little longer so I will pray that God gives me endurance, faith, strength and patience.
As we drive down the road I look to the left and I smile when I am reassured by the look he gives me that everything will be ok, and that is just what I need.
Yesterday was the LA Marathon and I thought back to 2008 when I ran, walked and hurt my knee in that marathon. Up to about mile 14 I was doing great and then my knee totally started cramping and feeling like it was going to give out. It was then that I wanted to give up but I realized I had gone that far and there was no way that I was going to give up, I mean I only had 12.2 miles to go. Needless to say I pushed on with encouragement from the crowds and texts from friends and family and thought of that medal that I was going to be able to show off forever. Yeah, I know it was just a medal but to me that medal meant a great victory and accomplishment. In the end it took me a little over 8 hours but I still walked across that finish line and got that medal! While I will never do it again, I can smile and say I did that.
Lately this big hurdle in my life keeps getting thrown at me and after a few times I swear I wanted to just give up. I was overwhelmed and mad that for some people things just come so easy. Like the day I ran the marathon, I have this amazing support that picked me up to jump over the hurdle to see the finish line again. When all I wanted to do was cry there was this person in my life who was there for me to help me see the bigger picture and to help me remember that negativity and giving up won't get you anywhere...and everyday it continues.
I have never been in such a place in my life where I feel at ease with all of the decisions I have made this year. My New Year's resolution was to be positive and happy. I cannot say that everyday has been positive or happy but I have found that when I am upset and start to look at the options, the only way out is to be positive. However, like many others I fall prey to negativity and things in my life that make me mad. I said recently that I don't go looking for negativity but it seems to find me and when it does it is hard to be happy and in a positive mood. Luckily for me my wonderfully positive person knows just what to say and do to bring me back to the place of positivity. It is wonderful to have someone in your life like this who gives you so much support and love and suggestions to get you back on track to your finish line.
There is a hurdle in my way right now that I am preparing to jump over. I hope when I jump over this that there will be no hurdles left, though I know that there's always a chance there will always be one more. Like the marathon it may take me a while to get to the finish line but I can't give up now. I have come this far. It is going to happen, it just may take a little longer so I will pray that God gives me endurance, faith, strength and patience.
As we drive down the road I look to the left and I smile when I am reassured by the look he gives me that everything will be ok, and that is just what I need.
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