Anyway, back to Friday. We went out, dinner and a movie - just like when I was 17 and he was 21. We smiled and cuddled while waiting to be seated and laughed at stupid stuff. We sat and ate and didn't tell anyone to "Stop putting your feet on the table" or "Spot eating catsup with a spoon!" or "Eat with your face over your plate" or "Stop taking your sister's bottle"...anyway, it was nice.
As we walked into the movie theater I held onto his bicept and it reminded me of how much I still love him.
We have so much to think about. So much to decide. I hate "deciding" things that I THOUGHT had already been decided. We love our kids, every single one of them.
But, there are decisions that need to be made, issues that need to be address and priorities that need to be re-evaluated. Things have been getting harder and harder and haven't leveled out for a while now and that has been hard.
No matter how hard everything gets we are still the same 17 and 21 year old that fell in love close to 10 years ago. Everything in life is a choice. We just have to step up and make some hard choices.