So here I am at O'dark thirty (Originally posted on Wednesday, June 20, 2007)

I can't sleep... I don't know why...

I survived the cutbacks at work...got the kids to bed early...have a fairly easy day ahead of me...shared a FABULOUS bottle of wine with my husband tonight...and actually got to have a REAL conversation with him about anything, and everything.

Since I can't sleep, my mind begins to mull over things, and it hits me that even after being married to this man for over 11 years, he's still my best friend and I love him.

Ok, now for all of you who don't want to read this because it's sappy drivel...that's fine, but I feel incredibly blessed and lucky that I finally got my act together and gave him a shot and actually dated him nearly 14 years ago. For those who don't know...I met my husband (not dated him, but met him) in the second half of 9th grade. For all those doing the math...2007 - 1987 = 20 years ago (yeah...now I feel old) so I met him when I was 14 almost 15.

We became friends and for some reason, best friends to the point the we even said back then, that who ever we ended up with was going to have to put up with this other person (wasn't that a stupid thing to say...talk about dooming a relationship). It took us 6 years to come to the conclusion that we should be together, and I'm glad we did!

I'm not writing this to say,"Oh look at me and my WONDERFUL life"...I'm writing it because I just want to send it out there to the ether that he is a very good man who still loves me after everything over the years both good & bad: 2 kids, premotions, 2001 my own personal "hell year" - my grandmothers death, followed by the murder of a close friend followed by 9/11...let's just say I went a little nuts that year, a gain of several pounds, a loss of many pounds followed of course by a gain of many more pounds, me working a job that...if there's a hurricane spinning in the Gulf...I might not be home for 2 or 3 days and he's stuck with both kids (they're great, but that's not an easy task), silly things like picnics in the living room (both with and without the kids), talks on the porch, and all the craziness that is me...us.

So, I can't sleep and...all I am at the moment, besides tired of course, is grateful...that for whatever reason...I am here in this moment and I am truly happy.

So here I am at O'dark thirty (Originally posted on Wednesday, June 20, 2007)

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