October was hard, November was rough and December got off to a bumpy start. The other night I was laying in bed and couldn’t help but think about all of the things that had gone wrong in such a short amount of time. Everything that had broken, all the things that were supposed to have happened, and we as couple wanted to have accomplished by this time. All I could think about was how I couldn’t wait for the good stuff to finally start happening, and for us to finally feel like we were getting somewhere. As I was laying there having a small pity party the thought came plain and simple “This is the good stuff.”
Instantly I felt ashamed that I had not recognized it. That I’d failed to see all that was around me. We may not have careers or our education finished, we drive old cars that sometimes have problems, and live in an even older townhouse. We may not be having a baby anymore and this may just be a rough season where the days feel too long and the nights far too short.
Despite it all there has been “good stuff “, good days and moments mixed in with everything else we’ve had to deal with. There has been date nights, goal setting, laughter, and love. There has been good stuff. Sometimes we just have to look for it.