I don’t even know who I am right now… as I write this… I’m sitting in my gorgeous backyard that my husband has perfected (with a large contribution of my low-skilled labor and effort) enjoying the warm day and cool breeze. I’m sipping my newest favorite concoction of green juice and totally enjoying myself while my children nap after a busy soccer morning. It’s as close to perfection in a day that I could dream up. A slow morning of coffee and relaxing with my family, soccer, ice cream, a workout with my husband (that I forced my way through today), a good book, some peace and quiet… that’s about…

I started writing this post on February 26th, and I typed a random title in the draft bar, with a mental note to come back and change it. I decided to leave it… because it applies even more now. The last few weeks have been chaotic for our family, and the hits just keep on coming. At 32 years old, I’ve admittedly been through a lot of heartache in my life, but I also have a lot of blessings. I was married very young, to my high school sweetheart; blessing! I celebrate 15 years of marriage with that man this year; blessing! That man was a United States Marine for…