not lucky, blessed.

i often wonder sometimes how i got so lucky in my lifetime. i surely don't have everything that i want, but i have more than what i need. i have a job teaching preschool, which continues to help me build experience for the day when i will be an elementary school teacher. i can't wait to have my degree and start teaching. i have a home that i love. a home that i can come to and be comfortable in. a home that i feel is right for us. a home that will probably be my favorite of all the houses i will ever live in, because it's the first. the first that i've gotten to share with wade, and have so many 'firsts' in it like, first Christmas's. i have a heavenly father who loves me and is aware of me. i can feel him watching over wade and i; especially when we're in doubt about where to work, which classes to take, or making big purchases. i have a caring husband who would do anything for me [except give me the last bite of his snickers bar] he understands that i don't stay awake for movies, and he knows that i'm not a gourmet chef, but he loves me and i know it because of his actions. i have two families, two completely opposite families, both of whom i love for different reasons, although the commonality is just that; they're family. my family. we have two running cars, which i feel is a blessing that we take for granted sometimes. i've been blessed with talents that are easy to share. i've recognized that to realize how great things are, i have to have it taken away for a little while. i often wonder where i would be without the hard things in life. if school came easily to me, if i had never lost close friends or family members..i wonder if my parents hadn't gotten divorced where i would be, but at the same time, i realize it doesn't matter because where i am today is where and who i'm supposed to be.