It's my Birthday!

That's Me!


I'm 33 and I am thankful for life.
I love being a mother, love being a wife.

I look to the future and am excited to see..
what is awaiting..
who my children will be..

These days pass so quickly -
spread to weeks, turn to years..
There has been lots of laughter,
sprinkled with tears.

I hold my parents in the utmost highest regard,
they raised me so well,
and have worked so hard.

Today, I think of who in my life I have lost.
My Pops passed away
and I miss him so much.

My Great Grandma Mary,
she was so important in our lives..
I can still see her face
when I close my eyes.

I don't remember my Mom's Dad..
he held me as a baby..
I have that picture, but sadly - no memory.

I sometimes can't believe I have reached 33,
that number seems so old, when you are thirteen..
and I am still somewhere inside - that prepubescent teen -
that can cry when I think others are being mean..

ha.. I still have that awkwardness and self doubt..
I still am in the process of figuring me out.

But I feel good in my thirties.. I feel strong, I feel proud.
I think it is okay, that I am not totally found.

There are some things that I inherently know.
That, wherever I travel, wherever I go..
I have the love of my parents, my Nana, to guide me..
my brothers will always be there and behind me..

My Husband is my rock, my best friend, my other half..
my kids are my sweeties, always making me laugh..

I want nothing more to be for my family..
what my first family was to me..
a great place to come home to..
A great place to just be.