Eleven years today I became Mrs. Wright... The time has flown! But it's been an amazing ride, and I'm so glad I get to do the rest with him!!!
He makes my every day more fun, and I feel more loved than ever.
I met him at 18 but didn't walk down the aisle with him until I was 50. I always knew he was Mr. (W)Right, but the universe had to make us wait until the time was right.
I love this picture of us on our wedding day with my 2 daughters, who were our bridesmaids, looking on... It was a special day as it was my husband's first marriage and his friends thought the day would never happen.
Amazing things can happen late in life, if you just listen and follow your gut, no matter how high that mountain may seem. It IS possible. The dream I had at the young age of 18, finally came true.
Happy Anniversary to us and Happy (almost) Birthday to America!
I'm so glad I had my girls young and got to be a grandma pretty early in life (at 51)...
I remember wanting so badly to get married and have children, and thinking I was gonna be an old maid - when I was 20!!! LOL!
Fortunately, my dream came true! I met my first husband a month before I turned 21. Eight months later, we were married (not pregnant!) and less than 18 months later, our first daughter was born.
Then 18 months after that, our second daughter was born. Our family was complete just 6 days after my 25th birthday!
I believe I wanted to be a young mom because I had young parents. And what was so terrific about having young parents is that my girls got to know them, and they got to see ALL 4 of their grandchildren graduate from college which means they saw them grow into adults.
We can't predict when we'll become moms or grandmas, but I know that I want to be around a long time so I can be known by my grandchildren. I want them to remember me as someone who lived life to her...
I took a big risk at age 50... jumping into a 2nd marriage with a guy who I fell in love with at age 18 and had a track record of non-commitment.
It sounds rather romantic that we reconnected after 27 years apart but our relationship back in the late 70s was a struggle. That soul-deep-love and passion were there for sure, but so were the arguments. Breaking up and getting back together were our thing...
He wanted his independence, and I wanted to control him and to be the center of his world, which at 20 years old, was not his idea of fun. So I finally decided to stop fighting a battle I couldn't win & moved on...
But I never forgot him...
And one day, 27 years later, I googled his name, found a phone number and called him. If I had told any of my friends, they would have told me I was crazy so I kept it to myself & arranged to meet him for lunch.
That risk was soooo worth it!!! This time around, I have the relationship I always wanted with him... I'm a priority in his life,...
How about some reflection on this special day?
I believe being a mom is one of THE most important jobs we can be given. And I know I have loved every minute.
Of course, being the mom of adult children is kind of like I'm retired from momhood now, but that job gave me lots of insight which is now being shared in my role as wise advisor to my 2 daughters who are navigating the world of littles.
Today I celebrate the work I did in raising my 2 magnificent children. They, if I may brag a bit, turned out to be amazing human beings and are doing a damn good job as mommies, better than I was for sure! (It looks like the cloning of a better version of me worked!!!)
And since they turned out pretty darn fabulous, I thought I'd share a few of the things I did right, that weren't always the easiest:
* I gave them space to fail. My advice: Don't swoop in and try to ease their pain. Failure leads to the best lessons in life.
* I made them pay for their own mistakes. My advice: If they get a parking...
What are YOU waiting (and wishing) to do again?
In this season of social distancing and carry-out, I’ve found myself longing for a nice dinner out socializing with friends, and although patience is by far not my strongest virtue, I keep reminding myself that good things come to those who wait.
So when frustration & feelings of isolation set in, remember: This season won’t last forever! This too shall pass...
And when it comes, I'm sure it will be better than we could have imagined because we will appreciate it so much more!
What's first on your list to do when society opens back up again?
It is my hope that you are quarantined with your favorite people and pets! Those that make you laugh, that make you feel good... the ones you'd choose to be with in this type of situation.
The saying: "You are the average of the 5 people you spend the most time with" has never had such meaning!!!
Our sweet, old dog died in January, and my husband wasn't really ready to jump back in the ring when I was, but he, as a good husband does, rolled with my wishes and on 2/17/20, we became parents again...
Thank GOD! I can't imagine this whole situation without our amazing Moji. He definitely has brought more mojo into our lives, which is actually the word from which we derived his name.
He makes me laugh multiple times a day.
He distracts me from the distressing news.
He forces me to go outside and be with nature more.
He keeps me busy cleaning up after him & teaching him manners.
He makes my heart melt when I see him love on my husband.
This stay-at-home order would be so much worse if it were...
I ask because I think a lot of us at midlife think back to choices we made when we were younger and wonder about how our life would have been different had we made different decisions.
If that is you, STOP! You can't do a darn thing about your past!!!
What you have is TODAY and the only thing you can do is to focus on the choices you make RIGHT NOW!
I could look at this picture and wonder what if I hadn't broken up with him back on 12/28/79?... (Yes! I remember the specific date!) What if I had decided to get back together with him when he called me 6 months later? What if I had been patient and not rushed into another relationship and married someone else?
Well, we'll never know the answer to those questions. And that's ok.
Because I choose to believe that I was meant to be with my first husband, and he was meant to be the father of my amazing daughters. I had to learn whatever lessons that part of my life taught me. And my life had to go a certain way before that cute guy in the photo...
Today I want to take a moment to give a shout out, along with a virtual hug , to those who are going through a life transition this holiday season...
It was in early November when my ex husband and I separated many years ago, and I faced my first Thanksgiving as a mom away from my kids. Even though they were grown, it was the most difficult holiday of my life.
Since I was going to be alone, I did what many would do in tough times - I hopped on a plane to my parents house! At age 47!!!
In hindsight, it was the holiday I will be forever thankful for because had it not been for my separation, I would not have spent it with my parents as it turned out to be the last Thanksgiving my dad spent here on Earth. He died unexpectedly, the following June.
But it's also a memorable holiday because, although I spent that Thanksgiving without my kids, I finally chose to face my fears and take the necessary action that would bring me closer to the future I desired.
Yes it was the most painful...
November 3rd, 2006... The day I decided to leave my comfort zone.
I will never forget it. Partly because it is in legal documents, but mostly because it was the day I had been scared of for so long.
I had thought about it for years actually but fear kept me stuck and in denial and in a place where I never want to be again. A place where I felt trapped and without choice.
So today is the day I chose. The day I chose me. The day I chose to accept my failure as a wife, as a mother, as a daughter, as a daughter-in-law, and as a sister-in-law.
I chose the dissolution of my 25 year marriage.
I tried so hard for so long to make it work. Counseling, conversation, talking myself into and out of things countless times. Convincing myself it was ok. Telling myself that we don't fight - we get along. Telling myself I made vows I can't break. Telling myself I can't hurt those I love.
But I was hurting myself. And by doing that, I was hurting the ones I loved because I wasn't living my truth and...
I was inspired to share something I learned over the weekend.
First let me give you a little context...
My husband & I went to Arkansas for 5 days on a trip that my husband and I have been asked to go on for 10 years. We were visiting my husband’s best friend (and locker partner) from 8th grade where he's made his home since graduating from law school back in the 80s.
Since my husband and I dated in college, his friend and I go back a few years too. And we see his friend once or twice a year when he comes to visit his mom & sister who lives near us. For 10 years, he has asked us to come visit him at his home in Arkansas.
We've always made excuses for not being able to take the trip:
But finally, this year, we decided to MAKE THE TIME to take the trip. And what happened was magical.
This trip turned...