This week's word..... Together. I've been married to my husband nearly 9 years. We met 12 years ago waiting tables when both of us were finishing up college. We've had 3 children, purchased two homes, and (between the 2 of us) changed jobs 6 times. He stood by my side and held me at my father's funeral. I hurt with his family when we said goodbye to his great grandmother, Ruby (Bella's namesake). We worried together when our kids were sick We stayed strong together and for each other when our 7 month old daughter had spinal surgery. We've seen each other at our worst (I've had a meltdown or two). We've seen each other at our best. He was with me every second during each of the births of our children. We've had money struggles and fears about the future. I can get under his skin, and he can push me to my boiling point. He leaves his dirty clothes on the floor. I leave my coffee creamer on the counter. He does dishes, folds the laundry, and will change a dirty diaper. I do the dishes, fold the laundry, change diapers, give baths, clean the bathrooms, dust, take care of the birds, ... Ok, ok , I'll stop. I think he's naive to this crazy messed up world. He truly believes he can help anything and anyone. To him, everything is simple and must have an explanation. I psychoanalyze and have trust issues. He goes with the flow, I have to have a plan. I lean on him. He makes me feel safe. When he's not here, I miss him and his companionship. Even when I'm sitting on the couch playing on my phone and he's engrossed in ESPN, we're together.
We've only been together for 12 years. There is no doubt we will be together as long as we are both here on this earth. And even after that.
My name is Kaci. I am a working mom of 3. Wife to Josh. Mom to Jackson, Cameron & Isabella. My life is dinner, homework, baseball, basketball, grocery lists, laundry, wine, video games, and bath time. I started this blog because I am passionate about photography and journaling, and because I wanted a place to write it all down, to rememeber little details so easily forgotten in the mad rush that is the life of a family of 5. Through my photos and words, I endeavor to capture our story.