How Did I Get Here?

You may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
You may find yourself in a beautiful house with a beautiful wife
You may ask yourself, well, how did I get here?
--Talking Heads, Once in a Lifetime

Do you ever have one of those moments when you stop, look around at your life and just become struck by it all? I've been feeling that way the last few days. I am feeling so incredibly blessed and lucky to have the life I have. I have one amazing husband. Not only is he good-looking, but he is an incredible husband and father. He works hard for our family, plays with the girls and really works hard to be a good dad. As a husband, I couldn't ask for anything more. He is supportive and encouraging of me in all my various roles. He's my cheerleader and my rock. He is kind and respectful. We absolutely have our differences, but we are able to respectfully discuss them and work them out. Sometimes we agree to disagree, sometimes we compromise, but rarely do we yell. I know he always has my back, whether I am present or not.

I have two sweet, smart, beautiful girls who are so much fun. They play well together and have a curiosity for life and learning. I love getting to know them better and help guide them as they become their own people. They are generous with their affection even thought I sometimes get eye rolls when I tell them I love them.

This week I started graduate school. I'm sure the newness and novelty will wear off, but I am thrilled to be sitting in a classroom again. I love the intellectual stimulation of the conversation. I get fired up talking about topic that I feel passionate about with others who have similar interests. As I've looked over the syllabuses, I am so excited by all the cool stuff I get to learn. I will get to publish papers! My name. In professional journals! I have made a conscience decision to jump all in during graduate school. I am going to be the epitomee of all things student and suck every last experience I can from graduate school. This thought is thrilling and I almost hate the I only have classes 2 days a week.

JM and I both have good jobs. We are in a place with a very bright future. I know we have worked hard in the past to get where we are, but it seems that our reward has been exponential to the sacrifices we've made. JM and I have had many conversations on how we want to give back. We have been given so much, we feel it is our responsibility to do what we can to pass along our blessings. I have a stupid perma-grin on my face lately and I'm going to enjoy it.