I dont get many things right the first time
In fact, I am told that a lot
Now I know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls
Brought me here

And where was I before the day
That I first saw your lovely face?
Now I see it everyday
And I know

That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

What if Id been born fifty years before you
In a house on a street where you lived?
Maybe Id be outside as you passed on your bike
Would I know?

And in a white sea of eyes
I see one pair that I recognize
And I know

That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you

Next door theres an old man who lived to his nineties
And one day passed away in his sleep
And his wife; she stayed for a couple of days
And passed away

Im sorry, I know thats a strange way to tell you that I know we belong
That I know

That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

There is a song I love by Ben Folds called the Luckiest. I kind of hum it in my head all day... and really, it is not because it is all that catchy, it is because I feel that way. We have been so joyful in the past few months to (gulp- will I jinx it?) get our life together. The boy's "school" Is fantastic. Augie is talking, singing, he has "fwends" he knows how to help clean up (clean up clean up, yes I do... clean up, clean up, so can you) Becket is talking and running around and finding independence. He is a little jokester like his Uncle Josh. We have celebrated weddings and births and anniversaries and birthdays of our wonderful friends and family. We have really been so blessed. The boys are growing older and -relatively- calmer and more capable. Jeff and I have made a commitment to spend more time together. I am so happy we figured that out earlier and not later. We got to see Regier, Rob Ely, Kate, Jenny, Shawna, Josh & Kristie ,The Cooks, Lowes and Langleys all with in the last month... not to mention our other beloved friends. The book is almost done, the mortgage is getting paid regularly. I am so thankful.

We are the Luckiest.

Thanksgiving with the Cooks

Playing with Aunt Kristie and Uncle Josh