When did you grow up?
I mean it, what day was it? Was it an event? Was it a life shattering something that happened to you that made you loose your childhood? Or did it happen over time? Did you just wake up one day and wonder when the last time you acted like a kid was? Or did you never? Do you still want your mom to make you a grilled cheese? It still tastes better when mom’s make it. Side note, does that mean when I’m a mom mine will taste better to me? Or does it only affect the children? ;-)
I’d like to think Hubbin and I still have our Youth. That we can still dance the night away and joke with the best of them.
That we are young enough to climb mountains and reach for the stars.
That we still believe the world is essentially good. That we know we are living a love story little girls dream of. However I think the trick as a "grown up" to recognize these moments is to recognize the difference between Wonderland, and our Land. To stop looking for the enchanted forest with the princes that battle dragons and ride in on white horses to your rescue. Instead, you must look for your everyday hero. The Husband who makes sure all our bills are paid and our bank account remains at comfortable numbers. Or remodels a kitchen, fixes scratches on your car from that evil one who hit you and kept driving, keeps you laughing while you're sad to see all dairy exit your menu. The one who makes sure you walk on the inside of the sidewalk, or protects you from the evil beetles and spiders that try to make your home theirs as well.... especially the one that found my arm at 4 AM one morning and forced me to wake up screaming. Of course the one who gets very protective after finding out you have an unwanted running buddy. Or buys you flowers, for any reason at all.
The man you will want your baby girl to compare all boys to.
Feeling very blessed today to be living my childhood dreams.
I love you Hubbin,