In the midst of raising a family, there are moments where I can take a step back and say, Wow. Look at what I have. Yesterday was one of those moments. Going on our annual Cub Scout trip to Sacramento was difficult-the memories of Grandma being there at the end of our journey, to see the kids, give them a hug and kiss, we noticed it. Robert noticed it. He noticed the fact that we didn't call her to let her know we were there, and where best to meet us. He noticed. We trudged through the murkiness of emotions, and tried to make the best of the day. Some days really that's all you can do.
So yesterday, we're on the couch cuddling and having downtime. I look above us, and see a familiar site. Gabriel smiling at us. Smiling at mom and dad, who are cuddling on the couch. It was like wow, look at what he sees. Two parents, one home, not fighting about money, not scrambling to make dinner, not worrying about what's yet to come-just the two of us chilling together, enjoying our downtime.
It's one of those moments that made me go, I hope he remembers this when we're gone. I want him to strive to find a partner he can talk to, cuddle with, work through the murkiness of a parents death. I want him to find joy in sitting and touching, and just being in the moment with his partner, as if nothing else is around-but to see his own child smile too. I am so grateful that we have what we have, we have worked so hard to get where we are, and the journey continues. At the end of the day, I'm thankful I chose a partner who I can sit next to on a couch, surrounded by chaos, and know we'll get through it together.