Late Night Introspection

There are late night moments in my life that really end up meaning something.  Tonight is one of those nights for me. I have a deep sense of contentment. I sit in a quiet house and I feel the peace. There is peace here.

We, as a family, have our blow ups. Our fight-club moments but at the end of the day my home is peaceful. Having never grew up in a peaceful home this means more to me than most people realize. It's having a home where you know that it is safe and all is well. I grew up with the complete opposite in my home. You never knew what was going to happen once the sun went down. And let me tell you, that made for a very light night of sleeping. As a child I perfected the art of nervous sleep! It's as hard as it sounds trust me.

But here in this moment at the ripe ol' age of 37, I am content to know that my home is filled with love, peace, kindness, goodness, and sometimes self control. We are a loud family - anyone that knows us well can testify to that. Perhaps we are too loud sometimes. We are a verbal family. There is always a conversation, a disagreement, a challenge or a "No way!" floating in the air. Sometimes, we are an obnoxious bunch - everyone knowing more than anyone else in the room. (That is a hereditary trait passed on by my hubby btw).

We are a tight knit family. We care deeply for one another. We are close. Our boys have grown up knowing that dad and mom are always there for them. We are their biggest fans and champions. We have always told our boys there is nothing they can't achieve with Christ on their side. We are not perfect parents by any means - trust me, we have made some big mistakes but we are active parents. We are there 100% for these two young men that God entrusted to us 17 yrs ago.

I could write volumes on each one of them . . . the men in my family. My husband, my eldest and my youngest. I could write poetry and love songs to them. They are my world. They love me unconditionally. The have always loved me for me. They never cared that I was fat, that I wore glasses or that I am completely silly. They have always laughed at my jokes and wiped my cheeks when I cried. These three people can make me laugh harder than any comedian. These are 'My" guys! I would lay down my life for them without a second thought and I know they would do the same for me.

So, forgive me if I am a bit melancholy tonight. As I sit in this silent house I know that time is rushing by. Soon, I'll be writing of their adventures in their own lives. I'll be telling you of their children and how proud I am that they are Godly husbands. For now I am content to just tell you that all is well in this house and Christ is the reason.

Goodnight my sweet Princes. I love you.

Julie & Julia - the movie

Well, I just finished watching the movie "Julie & Julia". It is about a woman cooking for 365 days through Julia Child's French cookbook! As an amatuer foodie I absolutely loved this movie!

What touched me the most about it though was the glimpse into Julia Child's marriage and how much she and her husband loved each other. She wasn't the typical magazine beauty by any means. She was too tall and big boned! Yet her husband loved her as if she were the most beautiful woman on earth - and she was to him. That is all that matters I suppose. He supported her in all her endeavors. He loved to watch her cook. He told her she could when she felt like she couldn't. He was her champion - her best fan and friend.

My husband loves me that way. He sees me like noone else does. He looks at me as if I were the most exquisite model on a magazine cover. I'm tall and I'm fat. Hefty. Big boned. Overweight. Whatever. I'm not a size 6 by any means but I am loved beyond measure by a man who has taken care of me for 18 years.

This movie did something in my heart towards my husband. It has made me glad to have him. It has made me love him all the more. And it has made me want to cherish that love more than anything else in the world.

I love you honey.

Mar