"It's not when; but who". My mother told me this on many occasions. Lonely Saturday nights. When I was invited to weddings and didn't have a date. My 30th birthday. It wasn't when you married, but who you married. (I quoted my Mom at our wedding during my speech. I loved this advice so much) And it is here, on my upcoming 20th wedding anniversary, (December 2nd. Im a couple days early) that I realize even more that what (or who) I thought I wanted in my 20's differed from what I wanted when I hit 30. (Really, 32) And 20 years later...this is who I got. I married a man who held my hand when we realized we needed to go through infertility treatments. For two years he couldn't stand the thought of needles so he would do the next best thing.. heat up a sock filled with rice in the microwave for me to heal my bruised stomach from all the injections that I had to do. (A trick I learned back in the day) I married the man who went to work all day, rushed hom...
Mom, cancer survivor, and wanna be writer.