The Little Victories

My amazing husband is handsome, talented, loving, .. and picky.
He had asked me to pick up some grape juice for him this week. So when I was at the store I walked by the Welchs juice and they were all out of the regular grape. But right next to it was Black cherry Grape juice. Now I am always down for trying something new while Luke on the other hand automatically doesn't like it if he hasn't tried it. But I decided I would give it a shot. Maybe he wouldn't notice that the label was different.

Anyways, he just walked into the room with a tall glass of grape juice with a huge smile on his face. I didn't say anything except," I sure hope you drink all of that".

A couple minutes later I look over and the glass is empty. So I asked if he liked it. He said yes. And that is when I dropped the bomb.

He said that there was no way there was cherry in it. He would absolutely have tasted it. He hates cherry.

So he walks into the kitchen, opens the fridge, and says,"No Lauren. It's Black cherry grapes. It's a type of grape."

I said,"No. Look again."

I wish I could have recorded the sound that I heard creep out of that open refrigerator. I call it the sound of victory.

It's the little victories like this that bring me joy.

What?........

Yes.
Today in the mail I received my official letter of acceptance to San Diego Christian College.
WOOT!
As Luke said,
" Look. It's the beginning of the end."
YAY.

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Life and getting old...

Sometimes I get sad thinking that I'm never going to have a "first" again.
You know what I mean?
You have your first steps, first kiss, first time hiccuping and farting at the same time...

I thought for sure I was done with firsts. But every time I get to that thought
I have another first.......


That's all you get.

Only you know the way the heart burns,

aches,

throbs,

twists, turns

Only you know the path that each tear takes,

rolls,

strolls,

wanders

down each cheek

Only you hear silent whispers,

breaths,

cries, that escape past eyes,

ears,

lips

Only you know what the mind searches,

seeks

Only you know

Only you feel it

Only you can change it

Only you did.