A ring

Looking through some of my old pictures of my beginnings in Idaho, I smile as I see friends and places that hold a special place in my heart. Those memories make me so happy. But I started to notice my lonely left hand ring finger. I look down at my hand now. A ring. A beautiful ring that was placed there my a wonderful boy. What a different life I now lead.

I talked with C0lin on the phone tonight. He lives in Salt Lake City working at his new job that he loves and is excelling at. He is on a business trip in Oregon. What crazy adventures he is having with his coworkers. He absolutely loves the challenge.

We have been lucky to see each other every weekend since school started and the next three weeks the pattern will continue! He comes up here, I go down there. We are blessed that this is happening in a time of our lives where we can live apart and make it work. We are both so driven and independent.

Sometimes I think 'what does this little shiny rock mean? What does it mean to me?' I will tell you. I accepted this ring from a man I know could provide for me, make me happy, and love me for who I am for the rest of my life. I think about my commitment to my lifelong journey with my best friend every time I see my little ring shine in the light. I smile. I put in my effort and he puts in his. We are in this together. We will never be alone again. I know our little family will be as happy as ever.

Speaking of which....


...for those of you who don't already know. I hit 10 weeks on Sunday. The little one is already over an inch long.