So, this morning while I am having my coffee, I began to think again about forgiving myself and the people who wronged me when it recurred to me that it is actually really easy for me to forgive people, but I don’t trust easily. I can’t decide if this is a good thing or not. However, I have always been this way. I rarely let people in. I don’t share my personal life with very many people. Actually I don’t share my personal life with anyone.
I don’t have a bestie to share things with. I have my husband and he is absolutely my best friend. He knows everything there is to know about me. We have been together twenty-two years. We have been through so much together. We have raised three very respectful boys, and we have been on adventure after adventure together. If I were asked who in the world I would want to spend the day with I would pick Roger. After twenty-two years of marriage, I still get excited when I know he is coming home. He is not perfect and he gets on my nerves, but I have no doubt that I get on his as well. We just choose to look past the petty stuff and focus on the good.
We live in a small apartment, living week to week, but I truly believe that I am living the dream. I am, for the most part, exceedingly happy. I consider myself blessed. I may not have a lot of people in my life that I share things with, but I do have one person that I can totally and completely count on. I guess that is enough!