Let me give you a minute.
Yes. My husband is 39 years old.
Yes. His children are 9 and 11.
No. There is nothing wrong with the guys my age.
No. I don't have daddy issues. (I love that one.) My father is the single most supportive person in my life and when my husband asked my father for my hand in marriage he said 'You have to make sure she gets through college and you have to love her with everything you have.'
No. There is nothing wrong with the women his age.
No. there is no reason he could not get a woman of his age. Believe me.
I have known my entire life what I wanted to be. I have always known that my God-given purpose was to become a mother, and not in the go-to-college-get-a-job-get-married-have-kids type of becoming a mother is these days.
The only reason I started planning on having a job and going to college was that someone told me when I was young that there was no possible way my future husband could support me and my four kids in this country's future. I had it all planned out. I would have two kids and adopt two kids and I would have my little family coffee shop, or God-granting, I would stay at home, and my life would be awesome.
But things don't always go according to plan.
I never planned to give my heart to and marry this wonderful man who knows instinctively how to handle my anxiety attacks without making them my fault.
I never planned to fall in love with his two little boys.
I never planned to be working conventions with him.
I never planned on starting this kid thing so soon.
But here I am.
We have a little girl on the way in October and the boys every other weekend and we are approaching our second year of marriage....
And I couldn't ask for anything better.
We have struggled and we fight, but divorce is not an option.
We work it out because we are committed to making this work and we love each other.
I can't wait for this next phase in our lives.
It's not living if you stand outside the fire.... Life is not tried, it is merely survived if your standing outside the fire. ~ Garth Brooks
But things don't always go according to plan.
I never planned to give my heart to and marry this wonderful man who knows instinctively how to handle my anxiety attacks without making them my fault.
I never planned to fall in love with his two little boys.
I never planned to be working conventions with him.
I never planned on starting this kid thing so soon.
But here I am.
We have a little girl on the way in October and the boys every other weekend and we are approaching our second year of marriage....
And I couldn't ask for anything better.
We have struggled and we fight, but divorce is not an option.
We work it out because we are committed to making this work and we love each other.
I can't wait for this next phase in our lives.
It's not living if you stand outside the fire.... Life is not tried, it is merely survived if your standing outside the fire. ~ Garth Brooks
