Spokane

Sometimes my heart aches and I am tricked into looking back. Tonight I am missing my life in Spokane. If I close my eyes I can almost be back at the kitchen table sewing the bed skirts for the Twins. I can see K downstairs watching basketball with the pugs, and hear the neighbor boy mowing the lawn. I can feel K kissing me goodbye as he heads to work. I can see my gym and enjoy the invigoration of my workouts and especially the results of my hard work. There are a lot of memories that were made during our time in WA. I can still remember how it felt to drive to my doctor appointments and ultrasounds, and the appreciation and pride I had in a husband who was so supportive to join me at each appointment. There were difficult times in Spokane. The WA miscarriage seems so long ago. With the kids here, those worries seem more than distant. I miss the amazing people of the Inland Northwest. I made some great friends who truly took care of me, especially when the babies made their surprise arrival three months early. I feel like a completely different person now. The Spokane me had lots of energy and accomplished a lot in a day. I looked forward to just hanging out with my husband, with laughing and sharing everything that had gone on during the day. I loved hearing about his daily to-do's. I loved scrapbooking our life and scrapbooking for others. Tonight I miss all of these things, but as the squeak of baby girl's bed snaps me back to reality, I am reminded of the two greatest blessings I have in my life right now, and how much I look forward to kissing those faces in the morning. Goodnight Spokane.