It's the little moments...

I witnessed a beautiful moment this morning. Nic was taking care of Evelyn so I could get myself ready for the day. And when I came out of the bathroom and into the living room, there he was, holding Evelyn in his arms, rocking her and singing to her one of his favorite John Denver songs. And as I walked closer I could see sweet Evelyn's face. Her eyes were wide open, staring at her daddy and smiling. 5 weeks old. It brought tears to my eyes and made my heart melt. And as I stood there, I started to think how blessed I am. Because I am married to an amazing man. A man who is building us a home with his bare hands. A man who will take his kids hunting with him. And take them to the fair even though he hates crouds. I watch this man get on his knees and pray with Savannah at bedtime. And tickle her until they both can't breath from the laughter. There are so many children who don't have that. So many wives who don't get to experience these things. And I do. God blessed me with a wonderful man. One that I get to spend eternity with because of his faithfulness. He makes me a stronger person when I need it. All the frustration and annoyances just melt away when I step back and take a good look. My life is good.