i know what love is

I've been meaning to post this for a while due to the overwhelming amount of love I have felt in my life lately, but for some reason, have not been able to put anything into words.  But, don't fret, last night I watched Twilight: Breaking Dawn Part One... yes, we are going there.  To all you Twilight fans, I'm sorry, but I really am not a fan of the movies {loved the books though}.  It was on T.V. last night, so I gave it a try and actually enjoyed the Breaking Dawn movie aside from the awful costuming, cheesy lines, and terrible action scenes.  But, for whatever reason Twilight always captures every part of my soul because of the character development.  Okay, my point?  Once I finished watching the movie I felt sad.  My thought was, "Man, I want to be a vampire so that I can be immortal.  That would be awesome."  And then, I thought, "Wait!  Plan of Salvation, duh!  I get to spending eternity with my family, minus the blood and wolves!  Oh yeah!"

Movies are hard for me.  Call me cynical, but they create this alternate reality that is always better than reality itself.  I always find myself walking away feeling empty... like, why can't my life have the happy endings.  But, in the end, I always realize that my life can be as great as any movie because of the people I have in my life and a positive attitude.  

Not too long ago, the hubs and I went to a concert for Christmas.  It was a wonderful night where we both laughed the whole time.  It was the best feeling in the world.  As we walked to the car in the freezing cold that night, the Christmas lights were up, and we walked holding hands and laughing.  I couldn't help but think, "This is the life."  Oh, and "I know what love is" {Forrest Gump style}.  When we got home, we quietly checked in our sleeping babe.  Again, I felt the overwhelming rush of love and perfection in my home and heart.

So... how does this tie to Twilight?  I seem to be constantly reminded, in weird, unusual, small ways, that my life is good.  I have been placed in this moment in time, with specific people to help me and love me.  My greatest fear in life is forgetting that.  Forgetting the little moments of joy I have experienced.  Like, the moment I realized I wanted to spend forever with my hubs, the moment we went to the temple together, the moment we found out we were having our baby, the first time I felt her move inside me, the first time I saw the hubs hold our baby, and the many firsts that have come since that time... the moments of struggle and endless work that bring me closer to my hubs, babe, and family.  I mean really, I could not be more blessed.  Within all the crazy, stressful moments it can be hard to remember blessings, but sometimes that is the only way to make it through.

I am so grateful.
Here's to my husband and baby.  
Thank you for all the laughs, loves, and enjoyable times 
AND for sticking together when hard days come.

I'll love you forever.

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