Today, I ponder about the sweet things in my life. My life has been made sweeter by the sour patches. Life for me hasn’t always been so sweet and I think most people can say that. I remember growing up, with my father not always being around, due to consequences of alcohol addiction. Not only through childhood but it also carried over into adulthood. My father wasn’t there for my wedding or the birth of either of my children. I thought as a young adult that I was not affected by the what surrounded me, but as I continue to experience life I can see the affects. Nothing major, but it’s there.
I am not even speaking out of anger or bitterness. I am speaking out of the place that has come to except my life and the experiences it has given me. God has watched over me all these years and continues to bless me. He has blessed me with a wonderful husband who is there for my 2 boys. There is nothing sweeter than seeing the boys with their dad. The way they light up with joy when he walks through the door from work. Sometimes as I watch them play from afar, I have to fight back tears of joy. Knowing that as long as he is able he will be there through it all. All of their experiences in life. The simplest rough housing with Daddy is just The Sweetest Thing!