It happens every time this year. The time when I wish to be anywhere warm (although I really can't complain about this mild winter) And to top it all off Lars texted me a picture yesterday.... Lars, Caitlin, and their baby just escaped to Hawaii for the next 10 days. (Although I don't know if escape is the right word when they already live in LA and it's been 75-80 degrees and perfectly sunny there for weeks) But it got me dreaming....
So I started scrolling through the pictures of my past. Smiled at all the wonderful memories of lots and lots of beaches and of course a lot of Disneyland. Trying to give me comfort through those awful years of being single my dad would always say, "Someday you'll love back at this time as the best years of your life." And you know, for minute there as I looked at picture after picture of beaches in Hawaii, Florida, Italy, and of course California.... I almost started to miss it.
But then I found pictures of Jason and I remembered why I am perfectly fine not spending my life beach hoping.
I probably haven't expressed enough on this blog or anywhere (he hates being in the spot light, he hates compliments) how absolutely wonderful Jason has been and is.
There is no question that he is the best thing that has ever happened to me.
And the best part is? I think he would say the same about me.
And I guess that is why I have so much faith in God right now. I can see how necessary God's timing was in getting Jason and I together. If something as wonderful as being with Jason is in store for our lives, I am okay with being patient because life is wonderful. Every single day I am so insanely grateful that I get to be with him.