Though we didn’t get home until late yesterday afternoon, it started to hit me Saturday that we would soon be back in the real world. For two weeks, my husband and I focused on each other. We didn’t worry (too much) about work, about nonsense, or anything else. I surprised my husband with a driving tour (which I read about on Victoria’s blog), and though it turned out to be a little bit of a disaster on our end, it reminded me how this life was worth the wait.
…in junior high, I always wanted to go on my school’s trip to France. That wasn’t in the cards financially, so I had to wait until my junior year in college when my summer internship paid for my study abroad semester in Florence, Italy… worth the wait.
…not getting to attend my first choice college out of high school, spending my freshman year at Texas Tech, and transferring to University of Redlands, where I met all of my closest friends, got healthy, and realizing that I could be happy again… worth the wait.
…changing my major numerous times, settling on the most difficult major (for me), and struggling through every minute of it to get my Petroleum Engineering degree… worth the wait.
…my stepdad being willing to wait until I was ready for him to be a part of my life to be the best dad this girl could ask for… worth the wait.
…convincing my students to apply broadly to college and resist the urge to give up at first deferral or rejection… only to see them get into their dream school… worth the wait.
…living in our tiny apartment to save money so we could buy our first home in the neighborhood where we wanted to live with a short commute… worth the wait.
…all the times when I thought no one would get me and that I wouldn’t get married, only to find the perfect person for me. Who gets me. Who understands me. Who loves me despite my flaws and desperately tries to make me happy every. single. day… worth the wait.