On My Way to Happliy Ever After...

Today I find myself focusing on what I have in my life that I truly would not want to live without. I have not achieved my happy ever after, but I am surely on the journey that leads to it. The beauty and mystique of a love story's beginning have come and past and reality has set in. The tough choices and sacrifices which are the meat and potatoes of a relationship surround my life now. We never stop wanting Prince Charming to come rescue us or maybe some of you like the slick, chrome, American prince version. Either way, it has been indoctrinated into our brains and we can't help ourselves. The best thing you can do for yourself is open your eyes and see the man you are dating or  are married to for who he really is. Don't try to fit him into your Disney Prince box! Value him for what he is and who you are when you are around him.

cour-age (ker'ij)n. Mental or moral strength to face danger without fear.

Me and My Family...

I have a tall, dark and handsome husband and two very cute sons. They are messes and ALL BOYS, but I guarantee you that there is NEVER a dull moment at my house. I am a victim of the whole "happily ever after" fairy tale reality and so I found it a huge shock to find myself surrounded by the male species at the age of 26. The reality of being surrounded by men and the fiction version of it differ quite a bit. First of all, forget ever walking into the bathroom and finding the toilet seat down! It will never happen. Second, everything you own will be broken if you value it. Boys have a unique talent of being drawn to what you do not want them near. It is also true what they say about never having a warm meal because boys take waiting on them hand and foot to a whole nutha level!!!! I know more than I will ever need to know about Star Wars, Hunting, Cars and random gun and spaceship noises. I may not remember how to hold my cup at a tea party, but I certainly know how to make a fart noise under my arm! I also have never-ending compliments from those same little men. They are always there to tell me I am beautiful or give me a hug. Both of them have a knack for extracting laughs and smiles from me with the things they think and say. Being able to view the world of a boy has given me understanding I never had growing up. My husband has always told me that boys are simple when I have cried to him about not getting through to them. It has taken me awhile to see and understand how they think. And most of all, to appreciate the differences in them. While little girls are watching Cinderella, boys are building something only to destroy it seconds after. They are not concerned with becoming Prince Charming when there is a Lego castle somewhere waiting to be blown to bits! It is not their fault that love and mushy gushy thoughts do not compute in their minds. I just hope that I can be instrumental in their lives and that they will end up happy with themselves and who they are with as adults. It is the least ican do for all that they have given me.