9 years and here we are

Mom’s Donuts!

Ok lets start with 10 years…almost 10 years ago I gave into the strong voice that called me west. There was something waiting for me in California. I didn’t know what but I knew that it was where I needed to be. My life was waiting. I drove three thousand miles to share an apartment with a guy I never met in person. I waited tables, bartended and sold clothes to survive. As the growl in my tummy got louder the voice that called me here got softer. It became a whisper that I fought to hear.

Then I got a good job, no more selling clothes to quiet the growling tummy. It took me 4 hours every day to get to this good job from the apartment I shared with a guy I had never met in person. Four hours every day got old and expensive fast. So with shaky legs I cut that commute to 15 minutes with a giant leap into the city. A big city, and an apartment with two guys I didn’t know. (don’t know what it is with guy roommates). Everything quickly fell into place, good job, full tummy, comfy place to lay my head close to good job.

Then my life became perfect. I met Daniel, and he introduced me to Evan. Ahhh Evan, charming, handsome, striking blue eyes. There’s some lyrics from a song called 10,000 Things by Jason Mraz that…

“Well I’ve seen a thousand things in one place
But I stopped my counting when I saw your face
Erasing memory I feel as though I’ve never seen a face before
Until I saw your eyes smiling back at me through my tears
I’ve been counting all these years
Now suddenly the thousand things I’ve seen were
Nothing more than dreams of you and me”

Yeah the moment was pretty much like that. He took me to a beautiful spot and asked me to be his wife not long after this first meeting. I bet you can guess that I said yes, so here we are. 9 years, many adventures, big moves, little moves, some pets, and craziest of all – 4 kids later we are celebrating the anniversary of “when ya know ya know”. He is the love of my life, he was before I met him. God made him for me and everything I did, every decision bad and good lead me here.

That strong voice I heard almost 10 years ago wasn’t calling me west, it was calling me to Ev. I think if we hadn’t met when we did, it would have happened eventually. We would have found each other. I’ve said it many times before…I am truly blessed to have the life I do and to share it with the man I do. I will spend the rest of this life and next making sure he always knows just how much I love him, how much he is appreciated.

Happy Anniversary Evan
Here’s to a wonderful 9 years and many many more!

Making our way down to Bakersfield in the morning…really excited for this trip! We haven’t been down since Christmas and I think lots of things have changed at Ev’s folks place. I’m looking forward to hanging out by the pool in my new suit and getting some quality family time. No where to go, no plans, just fun in the sun for a few days! Check back for pictures…I can now post from my phone

A few weeks ago we had an end of the season party for my son’s T-ball team. I planned the party and chose a local park as our venue. The downside is I had to hang out with our tables till everyone got there…the upside is the park is great. I had no idea how nice it really was, and packed full of people for an early Sunday morning. It’s calm, very peaceful. Instead of dreading this time spent “hanging out” I enjoyed it. I set up the tables, read my bible, and got to catch up on some writing. Right across from me is a group of elderly Asians who have been doing what I can only describe as tai chi aerobics. They are doing it to music; their movements are quick but very fluid and graceful. They did for at least 3 hours. It’s beautiful and inspiring to watch. Not something I would expect to see here in my little local park. I understand why as a culture they live so long, seems like their health priorities are right in order.