There's something about rainy days. It's very much needed right now in California with the horrendous drought we're currently going through, but it's all within the hands of Mother Nature. It's like life. Some things are controlled and others are uncontrollable, but it's within our own choice, power, pushing, and dreams to determine whether we can make a difference. In 26 weeks, a new addition is set to arrive and whether it is a boy or girl (we're not finding out until the day I deliver), I have a sense of pride and belief that I can get through it with my own strength and struggle. God doesn't make us go through misery in particular to satisfy his wants, but more so to enable us to see him. Perhaps, the constant prayer and meditation sessions has enabled me to focus. For one thing, I'm content those 18 years of growing old with my husband, have matured our relationship but hasn't changed our feelings for each other. We are still in love and laugh as if it was nineteen-nineteen-seven.
Happy Friday - Love my boys. XOXO.