My Husband’s Triumphant Thirtieth Birthday

chamberlin801911881-04938898784.jpgToday is my husband’s thirtieth birthday! He and I met when he was 15 and I was 14. Now officially marks the year when I have known him just as long as I haven’t. He lived 15 years without me, and has now lived 15 years with me. Makes us sound old, but as high school sweethearts, our milestones will be plentiful.

It’s crazy to think of our teenage selves back in high school and all the years after that we went through together. The phrase “growing together” has never made more sense as we have accomplished so much by each others sides. We have worked so hard for everything we have that I know with this monumental birthday we are heading for even greater. I can’t imagine what my life would be like without him, and I thank my lucky stars everyday that I never have to wonder.

I’ve heard people call this the “dirty thirty” birthday, but I promise you, babe, this year will be the Triumphant Thirty. I love you!

 

Thirteen years and counting

We were in high school, sitting in our new assigned seats as our earth science teacher moaned on about sedimentary rocks. I had seen him around school, always making others laugh, totally the class clown. We even shared another class together besides this one, but I had never spoken to him. I all but wrote him off after the first week of school when every word that left his mouth was another joke. 

But this day was different. This day, sitting in that classroom next to him and looking into his stormy blue gray eyes, something had changed. He wasn’t the clown anymore. He wasn’t spouting another string of banter, basking in the laughter of our classmates.

No. Today, he was asking me to be his without so much of a hint of hilarity in his smile, only hopeful reciprocation. He was sitting in his assigned seat next to me exuding anticipation as he awaited my answer. He was looking into my eyes with such sincerity and stealing my heart.

This day, thirteen years ago, my now husband asked me to be his, and everyday since then, I have loved him more and more. 

Happy (dating) anniversary, babe!

Off To Colorado for a Wedding! Pt 1

Moving on now to the wedding weekend festivities! This will be a multi-part series much like the Bachlorette posts. Hang tight as I go from start to finish on this second and final piece to a wonderful ride!

Our bags are packed, and we’re ready to go.

A beautiful bride, dressed in white, accented by the snowcap mountains in the distance.

A handsome groom, waiting at the alter nestled beyond a bridge as the river ripples beneath the marching wedding party’s feet.

It’s an image I can picture as easily as I can my own reaction. My long time friend getting married to the man of her dreams, the look in both of their eyes as they see each other for the first time at the alter; it’ll be all I can do not to cry!

Here begins another chapter in my book, an exciting tale of travel, but this is the first in the chapter of my best friend and her soon to be husband’s lifetime together!

Engineer Your Life

I’m feeling a little drained and dry recently. I just can’t get motivated for anything. Work has been hectic. I’m making my final push toward an October graduation. And the past two weeks, my daughter has had a cold. She’s doing a lot better now, and will finally be going to school for the first time in a week. Overall, life is happening, and I’m trying to keep up, but I don’t feel like I’m getting ahead. It’s more like I’m treading water or stuck on my hamster wheel.7kkqg0eb_ti-ankush-minda

I know I have absolutely nothing to worry about. My daughter, husband, friends and family brighten my days, and I am generally in a decent mood based on my coffee intake. I just feel like I’m holding on to the caboose of my life rather than engineering the front car.

I’ve said multiple times that I’m a glutton for punishment. I can’t help it. I like being busy, but this is one of those times I think I need to pull back, evaluate my commitments, and find my direct path rather than this haphazard road.

My advice to you, my friends: Be the engineer in your own life. Steer the train as directly as you can toward your goals and leave the rest behind.

Easier said than done, I’m finding, but as with anything, it’ll just take time, and a few more I think I can’s. Choo choo!

Find The One Who Will Lift You Up

Af0sF2OS5S5gatqrKzVP_SilhoutteIt has been twelve years that my husband and I have been together, and I couldn’t imagine my life without him. I’m normally the more romantic of the two of us, and today, I’m feeling extra mushy. I have tried our entire relationship to explain to him what he means to me, but I’m better with written words than I am with spoken. No matter how much I write or speak, though, it never seems enough.

How do you explain to someone that literally saved your life how much they mean to you?

As a teenager, I got mixed up with a bad crowd and an even worse relationship. My last middle school year through my early high school years were the darkest parts of my life. I have a lot of regrets during those years, but my biggest mistakes were when I hurt the man I love. I was a young kid then, but those mistakes still haunt me. Not because they have any effect on our relationship (he says he never thinks about it unless I bring it up), but because I realize now how naive I had been and how much pain I had caused my now husband.

Through all the mistakes and all the irresponsible decisions I made, he stood by me, and I couldn’t be more thankful that he did. He helped me through those horrid years and brought me back to life in the light. Without him, I know I wouldn’t be where I am, let alone the person I am today. He saved me from a life I never want to think I would’ve lived, and although I have tried, I don’t think I will ever be able to thank him, or show him how much I appreciate him enough.

I always tell him that he pulls me up and allows me to float in the clouds, pushes me to dream even the wildest of possibilities like becoming a writer while I keep him grounded, the realist of us two and knower of all things Household Chamberlin. Without him, I would have never pursued writing or self-published any of my works. Honestly, I don’t know that I would have any of the things I have in my life right now if he wasn’t my other half.

How do you show enough gratitude to someone who has given you and helped you achieve everything you have ever dreamed of?

I am so thankful and blessed for the photo-1465508421127-4cbee06c9e73life I have with my husband and now talking-and-toddling daughter because without either of them, I wouldn’t be as happy as I am now. And maybe one day, I will think of a way to repay my husband for all he has done for me over the years. Maybe when we are old and gray, and I have to remind him where he put his teeth in order for him to eat his favorite meal will he finally understand exactly how much I love him.