I have been spending time focusing on the things that matter to me.
My husband, the unwavering and indestructible man that he is, had a health concern earlier this year. It wasn't that he had a health scare, because scare isn't exactly right, but he had a wake-up call, and that gave us a lot of perspective. Realizing that we had rather poignant, major milestone birthdays this year, we decided to "YOLO" our time. We are going on a few big trips. We are doing big things with our family and our time. But watching this incredible man of mine seem less than his larger than life self made me take pause. See, I have always been accustomed to being the one that had quirks of the medical variety. I have always been fine or come out of whatever malady with adjustments that needed to be made, but he has lived his life and treated his body like a temple, crumbling and haunted. It finally caught him, making me realize that our time is finite. Each moment is precious and beautiful. Now, did I learn this when my mother died at 64? Yes, but I guess this was another reminder to not take anything for granted.
I have always been on a fitness journey. It has been an intrinsic part of me, and this has just reaffirmed that I am going to go harder at it. Doug has also amped up his care of himself to maybe put the temple back together and keep it from crumbling (carrying on with the analogy here). So this is us... spending time. Focusing on us and going after the experiences. This is also me saying I want to spend time writing and talking to my dear friends. I am surrounded by incredible people and have an amazing network. So, if I start to reach out to you... You know I miss you and that we are trying. Life is crazy. 3 kids growing and their needs expanding is hectic... but here we are, enjoying it...
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