There are these moments. Moments when I look at my husband and I feel whole heartedly that we are perfect for one another. That we have created something magical.
After breakfast we decided to take the boys to our trail in the woods to see how it faired in the storm and to do a little clean-up. The moment we stepped into the woods I took in a deep breath as I watched all three boys run ahead and find their own. Jon reached for a big log and worked hard to move it out of the path. Jack found the perfect stick to go with his pine needles, and Matt went to lend Jon a hand…and I, I just soaked it all in.
We continued on our path, clearing it of all the big debris and Matt looked over at me with the sweetest smile, professed his love for me and then thanked me.
There is magic in these woods. A peace that we rarely get to enjoy. A moment away from the what if’s that our military life gifts to us. A moment to celebrate what we have created and to feel the connection that is.
