I’ll be having one of those decade birthdays in a couple of days. The ones we were taught to dread or maybe it is some kind of ingrained thing that we’re born with. I don’t know, but I do know that I’m not dreading this birthday at all. I’ll be 50 on Thursday and I tell you what, it sure as hell beats the alternative. Maybe it was the high school reunion I went to a while back where I learned of the early deaths of so many of my classmates that did it, but I’m just glad to be here!
I’m still married to the man I fell in love with when I was 16. We’ve been through hell and back and sometimes we’re right back in it again. The last year and a half have been very difficult for us. There have been times when I wasn’t sure we’d make it and even now, I’m not sure every single day that we will. We’ve made a life and we keep plugging along in it. Not because it’s easier than splitting up, because it’s not, but because we feel that it’s worth fighting for.
We have one son. I can’t begin to tell you how very proud of that boy I am. He also got married very young, even though I tried to talk him out of it. Their life has not been easy. His wife has a lot of medical problems. They have three children and live far away from all of their family. He’s in the Air Force and has been for more than 10 years. He plans to make a career out of it. This makes me proud and scares the hell out of me. There is just no telling what our military will be put through in the coming years.
Those three grandchildren are such a beautiful blessing. I’m so very thankful each day that I’m here to see them grow. I have a very close relationship with my granddaughters and I hope it continues as they age. My grandson is becoming fond of me too, I do believe. He’s been labeled autistic, but never given any idea of how “severe” it is. I think that if the label is correct, it has to be some lesser form such as Asperger’s or something like that. He’s made amazing progress this year! He entered kindergarten, was put on ADHD medication and is now learning to write and so many other things. He’s always been a happy, loving child and now he’s thrilled to be in school and learning like his sisters. I don’t see any limits in what he can achieve.
All of this is to say that I am very blessed and happy to be alive. Happy Birthday coming to Me!