Today is our 5 year wedding anniversary. Yes, the WOOD anniversary. Why else do you think I bought that dining room set?! A lot has changed in those 5 years, and while I’m a bit bummed that she’s across the country, I really don’t know if there is a better indicator of the growth of our marriage than this week alone with Jack. These things I now get to do and be a part of.
I know full-well that there are times my wife wishes she could stay at home with Jack, just as she knows that she has conversations with adults all day that I’d love to be having. I know these 8 days are nothing awe inspiring, but I’m also not stupid or selfless enough to deny it’s hard doing the day to day with a two year old without an extra set of hands.
There was a time when the idea of Allison, that “extra set of hands”, leaving town was an agreed upon impossibility. We were both so naive and inexperienced, it just seemed that there would never EVER be any reason such an arduous trial would befall either of us. Funny (and insane) looking back. Now, not so big a deal and just part of the job. Willingness can really make all the difference in life.
Well, they say a picture is worth a thousand words. My gift today for my wife is more than just the several thousand words that are to follow. It’s the knowlegde, the confidence and the trust that our son is safe and happy while she is away. The continued assurance through action that I CAN do this and do it happily.
I am willing today.
Also, that Dining Room set. I love you, Allison. I’m so glad I wifed you.
Now, for those several thousand words:
Jack was fearless at the park. Every slide, every ladder, every swing until his legs were made of rubber. I talked to an 8 year old for a while that was surprised at my level of STAR WARS knowledge. It’s not the first time that’s happened.
After the park, Jack treated me to a rather beautiful rendition of Five Little Monkeys.
During the song there were a few interruptions. One thing that Jack hasn’t done that is “normal” for a child his age is call our attention to things he sees. Point to something and gauge our reaction and such. So, when he stopped mid-song to point out a bumblebee and then proceeded to speculate on whether it was a bee or a ladybug, I actually got a bit emotional. The he did it again as a truck towing a bulldozer or an excavator or a forklift (the jury is still out) rolled by. After a well deserved nap, we capped off the night by ordering pizza and watching HAPPY FEET.
God, what a great day. That was yesterday and now it’s today. Today has been different than yesterday, as it should be. After all, that’s what keeps me coming back. It’s always different. The good and the bad never last and, most importantly there is always more to learn. IF you are willing.
Thank you. Be well.