I sat down to write a witty, clever post about the things on my Wish List and the lessons I have learned in my 33 years on this planet.
My heart wasn’t in it.
Instead, I just want to say that I could not be happier with where I am in my life on this 33rd year of it.
A wonderful, loving, kind, hard-working, honest, RESPECTFUL husband who never complains about my mood swings, my drama, my shopping habit, my stories of grandeur, my constant need to dye my hair a new color, how I change the radio station too much, the fact I change my order at a restaurant 10 times, how I roll my eyes a lot, that I can’t focus for very long, that I laugh at him a lot….
I have a gorgeous brand new home that is far larger than I need…with mountain views and amazing neighbors who walk with me in the mornings and meet me for Story Hours and who watch my dog and bring me cupcakes.
I have great parents and a wonderful family that I get to talk to all of the time.
I am healthy. I am strong.
And, most importantly, I have this little boy who makes my heart skip a beat. I don’t need a gift certificate to a spa or a shopping spree or a new dining room table and chairs (although that WAS at the top of my list). No, I don’t need a thing.
I can’t pick one gift on this Earth any greater than being able to make this little man smile all day.
Just put a bow on this kid’s head and keep giving him to me over and over and over…
Truthfully, every morning when I go get this boy out of his crib it really does feel like my birthday!!!