Once upon a time, I had it all. A dual income family with enough money to meet our needs. (Boring, but) stable jobs. A cute little fixer-upper with a (barely)affordable mortgage. A handsome little boy. A good circle of friends. Family nearby.
Then we moved to Florida. Then intent was to move back to our happy little life in 9 months. 4 years later, here we are. Living in our 3rd (and smallest ever) apartment. One of us on indefinite disability and one of us happily unemployed but racking up debt. A handsome little boy. A circle of friends three hours away. Family days away.
The one thing I know that is solid however, is our relationship. I told this to A just the other day. Even though there are a lot of things in our life that are less than ideal right now and I feel like we should be past all this school and financial up and down business at our ages, at least there isn't that "what if" about our relationship too. No going to counseling to "hold it together" or trying x,y,z to "make it work". As A rephrased what I was saying to him (he's managed to learn to be an active listener at least...) "so even though everything else is crap right now, at least your crap isn't going anywhere". Not the most eloquent, but I guess you could put it that way.
Thanks honey. Even if we can't provide each other with much right now, we have a stable base to work from and for that I am thankful.
Happy birthday to me.