Every once in a while I wonder what life might be like for me if you there weren’t mine. Who would I be if I wasn’t Ryan’s wife, if I wasn’t your mother? Where would I work? What would I do for fun? Would I have quesadillas for lunch this often? Would I be in bed by nine every night? Would I still smile and laugh every day? Would I feel this loved? Would my heart ever ache with joy at all the beauty I’m surrounded with?
I don’t know, and I never will.
That’s okay. I’m just glad you three are mine.