Day 7....Crossroads

It's hard to believe that I'm sitting here, only one week away from one of the most monumental events of my life. So often, we don't see those until they've come and gone, and then we can look back and recognize them for what they were...a crossroad. I know that once I get in my truck next Thursday and head south, my life will never be the same. But I also know that that change was 5 1/2 years...maybe longer...in the making.

That got me thinking about how this turning point in my life measured up against others I've faced in the past:

1974: My first huge life-altering event....the death of my mother.

1984: The birth of my oldest daughter, Jes.

1986: The birth of my son, Ian.

1987: The death of my brother, Randy.

2003: The death of my husband, Bill to a heart attack. The blackest point in my life.

2007: Death of my Father.

2008: The birth of my granddaughter, Harmony.

There have, of course, been other, smaller events that have occurred over the years...but none of them have truly altered the course of my life like these. Even my first two marriages, I'm sad to say, didn't really substantially change my life. Interesting to note that they pretty much all revolve around births and deaths.

This is different. This is foundational. This is not just a life-altering event, it's a state-altering event.

I'd be lying if I didn't say that a part of me is terrified, but it's the part of me that is afraid of change, of growth, of pushing the envelope of accepted standard practices.

There's a much larger part of me that is so thrilled, words fail. Thrilled to the point that I have immersed myself in anything...anything I could these past few months that I thought would keep my mind from dwelling on it too much, for therein lies madness.

I love this man so much. He is the breath in my body...my bones....my blood. He is my world....because I am his. We share the dream...the vision of our future. And we are committed to it in an unshakable, foundational way. We are like bedrock, the bones of the earth. And when all else has turned to dust around us, yet will we stand. Because we have paid our dues...we have earned the right. We have gone through hell these past few years, and emerged battle-scarred, but triumphant on the other side. Regardless of where the road takes us, it will take us there, together.

I could not ask for more.