It’s the last day of my leave and I just realized that I have spent the last two weeks exhaling. Just breathing in and out, enjoying the ebb and flow of my life. Right now, I am listening to good music and enjoying the stunning view from my flat as I watch the sun set.
During the last two weeks I…
…celebrated my wedding anniversary
We were both 17 years old when we met almost 13 years ago and we are truly blessed that we grew up together instead of growing apart. Earlier this month we celebrated our 3rd wedding anniversary.
…spent time with my family
My paternal grandparents are both still alive and I was lucky enough to spend a Saturday morning chatting to them and eating my grandma’s “melkpap”. She turned 83 years old in early March and is one of the most remarkable women I know.
…got my first tattoo
I have said for more than 10 years that I was going to get a tattoo and I finally did it. It is a phoenix within an infinity sign, the meaning for me…The phoenix always rises from the ashes. My husband also got an infinity sign tattoo, but his depicts the yin yang sign.
Sometimes you laugh and sometimes you cry
Life never tells us the when’s or why’s
But if you’ve got friends (and family) to wish you well
You’ll find a point where you exhale
Exhale (Shoop Shoop) by Whitney Houston was one of the songs I was listening to this afternoon and it was one of those perfect moments. The sun filtering through the window, my husband sitting next to me on the couch and our daughter busy playing with her toys.
Life isn’t measured by the amount of breaths you take, it’s measured by the moments that take your breath away.
These last two weeks have been filled with breathtaking moments, but also with moments that allowed me to simply be.
Originally posted on: https://marjohdaames.wordpress.com/2015/03/29/waiting-to-exhale/
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