Reflecting

I watched a dear friend of mine walk down the aisle yesterday and promise herself to the love of her life. It was a beautiful ceremony, and as weddings pretty much always do, it caused me to reflect a bit.

I was rocking Tyler to sleep this morning for his nap and thinking about how blessed I am. I am so happy it hurts. There is an ongoing debate out there if there really is just one perfect person for you, or if who you pick to be your soul mate is circumstantial. I don't know that I could have found a better man for me. We will be married for four years this month, and I am still blown away by how lucky I am. It is so true that God knows the desires of our hearts and he has given me mine.

Now, four years after our wedding, we've been blessed with Tyler. He coos and laughs and puts his fingers in my mouth and giggles with delight when I kiss them. He greets me every morning with smiles, and as far as I'm concerned is absolutely perfect. There's a song by Lifehouse called Everything, and the one line has been running through my head all morning:

"Could you tell me how could it be any better than this..."

See, I told you weddings make me sentimental. What a great journey I'm on.