I am happy,
I am happy because I am living in the middle of a wonderful love story,
because I am healthy,
becuase I have healthy children,
because I have a strong faith I can rely on,
because I am married to a wonderful man and even though he is thousands of miles away, I can call him and he will patiently give me directions,
I am happy because my fridge is full, I have a roof over my head, and clothes for me and my children,
because I have a wonderful support system and friends that will listen to me day and night,
because I have the privilege of staying home with my kids,
because I have the privilege to persue my degree and my interests.
I am happy because I have been blessed 10 ways until Sunday.
Don't get me wrong, I am not perfect.
Some days the world brings me to my knees before 10 am.
Murphy is around, things break, problems happens, children act rotten
I cry, I scream, I have my days, I cuss, I drink too much wine and I watch too many hours of trashy tv and some days I just veg out.
I spend hours in my tub with my kindle getting lost in some other reality,
I will be the first one killed in a zombie apocalypse due to mistaken identity because I don't sleep well, and the closest thing to a healthy meal I eat is milano's with some grapes.
Some days, at the end of the day, my only accomplishment is having kept the kids alive even though they were acting rotten.
But life is 10% of what happens to you and 90% of how you deal with it, and even though 3 deployments in 6 years is not my choosing, I chose to control what I can and that is how I deal with it.
So just because I am happy and not whining about it every day on facebook and I am choosing to focus on what I can control which is to better myself everyday and deal with everything that happens to me, does not mean I don't love my husband.
On the contrary, it means I love him more than enough to try to be a strong better wife and mother so that he can do his job in peace without worrying about me.