In Eight Years…

Shawn, over at Letters to My Daughters, recently wrote about the historical election of Barack Obama to the presidency of the United States of America.  While I don’t agree that W. was wholly responsible for the current plight of our nation, I do agree that my world changed under his reign and I look forward to seeing what the next four (or eight?) years behold for me.

In the past eight years, I…

Graduated from college.

Got my first "real" job.

Married my best friend in the wedding of my dreams.

Had my wedding day be overshadowed by the devastation of 9/11, which still brings me to tears.

Road-tripped to Walt Disney World.  Twice.

Learned to cook.

Learned to enjoy cooking.

Watched my two sisters move away from me to follow the men they would marry.

Adopted a dog of my own.

Adopted another dog.

Bought a condo.

Bought a house.

Lost two family members, taken too soon. 

Suffered through infertility.

Got pregnant.  With twins!

Gave birth.  To twins!

Became a mother.

Became a part-time working mother.

Questioned my religion.

Questioned my career choice.

Welcomed a nephew.

Grew distant from a best friend.

Made a new best friend.

Read brilliant books.

Made mistakes.

Made many mistakes.

Loved.

Despaired.

Hoped.

Maybe I have sugar coated this for your viewing pleasure but as I look back on the eight years, the good and the bad and the sometimes very ugly, I can only be thankful and recognize that these past eight years were the best of my life.  The very best, indeed.

ETA I actually graduated eleven years ago! Wow! See what happens when you get as old as me?!?! Seriously, sometimes I wonder if I should be allowed to have a mortgage and a couple of kids!

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