We are grateful to have our health.
Neither of us has cancer, and for that I'm extremely happy. Our predicament isn't permanent or even long lasting.
Matt has been deployed three times in four years, we've been married for ten years, and in that time we've moved four times, a fifth time won't break us.
This home and everything it represents, was all we wanted. It's time to acknowledge that sometimes shit sucks.
We won't have the perfect family neighborhood for much longer, and that's ok, because our little family of three is perfect in itself. This is the time of year where thankfulness is shoved down our throats, and I am, thankful/grateful/whatever other "full" word you can insert.
We've had plenty of challenges as a family. Post partum stress, post traumatic stress and hopefully post unemployment stress will be in our future.
But for now, I say thank you to an awesome home and neighborhood that provided us a glimpse into stability that we hope to provide yet again to our daughter.
Sometimes shit sucks, but we get back up and keep on keepin on.
