Together.
We’re moving. “But I thought you had moved already?” you might ask. We have. And we’ve put a lot of sweat and effort into this new house. The thing no one ever really thinks about, is you have to move out of your old place. You have to clean it up. So, with that said, we’re still ‘moving’.
I’ve been so excited to get into this house. Maybe too excited. I have not, until today, taken a second to look backwards. That little one bedroom, one bath apartment was our 1st home. That is where we went on our wedding night, it’s where we’ve sat together, countless nights (Ok. they’re not countless, they’re very countable actually) watching T.V. or just talking to each other. Heck, not to be too graphic, but that’s where we made a baby… That’s where I got to know my wife. That’s where we found out she was pregnant together… That’s where we freaked out together… That’s where we dreamed together.
Today, I returned to the apartment to do some finishing touches, including painting over somethings Andrea had painted on the wall. As I took that paint brush and ran it over the painting it hit me.
Everything hit me. All at once. Not just moving, but everything. 10 months ago, we started an adventure together. Life. Where we would go, we had no clue. (We even spoke of up and moving to Oregon at one point) We moved into a one bedroom apartment that allotted us NO personal space. We learned about each other. We argued with each other(and when we argued, we had to work it out.. I couldn’t go anywhere and hide.) We prayed with each other. We grew to love each other more. She became a wife, and I became a husband. We created a life together, and we created a life together. (I wrote that twice on purpose…. )
Now, She’s going to be a mom and I’m going to be a dad. We’re going to be parents together. She probably has a better connection with the reality of it. The truth is. I didn’t fully and probably… still don’t. But it’s all starting to sink in. In 6 weeks and 6 days, we will start another part of life together. With someone else. Someone who poops and cries a lot. And the weird thing… I’m excited.
Why am I excited? Well, because we’re gonna have a beautiful child.
Also though, because, we’re gonna be together.
