A moment in time

This summer I was lucky enough to spend 11 magical days in Scotland.  I was constantly stunned by our journey thinking, okay, it CAN’T get better than this amazing place … and then the next place blew me away.  This was my second trip to Scotland and even more than the first time, I felt like I was truly home.  I love the people there; they’re so friendly and kind.  I love the food (please never tell me what the calorie count of Cullen Skink is) and the scenery … well, I’m spoiled by living in Canada which is truly beautiful, but Scotland was a whole other level of epic. 

Over a decade ago, I was in Paris (and Scotland) for a week.  I remember sitting outside the Louvre thinking, how do I hold on this moment?  I want to savour it, I want to make it last forever.  When I was in Scotland last month, I had a fleeting thought of that standing on Skye by Kilt Falls, but it was just a fleeting thought.  I’ve been pondering why I so vividly remember feeling that way in Paris and Scotland the first time but not so much this time.   I’m guessing it’s for a couple of reasons.

1.    I really do love my everyday life!  Ok, honestly I’d love to win the lottery big and not have to work, but I enjoy my job, my husband is amazing, the kids are fantastic.  We do fun things all the time, we laugh, we love, we’re happy.  I wasn’t as happy back then, so when I did feel that strong happiness, I wanted to hold on to it.  I have it 24/7/365 (ok, maybe a smidge less during traffic or PMS) but while I enjoy being away, I love being home.

2.    I know we’ll go back.  I have no idea if I’ll ever return to Paris (it was lovely, but a tad overwhelming), but BHE and I are absolutely planning to go back to Scotland, and not waiting for another decade to pass before we do! 

3.    There’s a whole big world out there I want to explore with BHE.  I want to go to Japan, Italy, Australia, South America, Africa … I want to explore everything with him.  I want to continue to laugh with him, see the world through his eyes.  Experience the wonder and excitement of being alive with him.

I’m still amazed that I’m lucky enough to not have to feel the need to hold on to one specific moment in time to be happy.  I’m truly grateful that I am happy!

~ signed the luckiest woman in the world!

He continues to amaze me

I'm pretty sure by now, there's little doubt about how much I love my husband.  He treats me like a princess, spoils me with the most important things in life (his time and his love) and is my very best friend in the world.  Today he blew my mind!

I was talking about how TCW winning an award at our National Sales Convention was like rewarding a dog for crapping on the carpet.  She's been a train wreck for almost a year, but still walked across the stage and won an award.  I feel it diminishes the awards everyone else has won, that it really doesn't mean anything.

He explained to me over lunch, that it's more for the appearance to the US office.  We don't air our dirty laundry to the US, and that we smile like everything is peachy, and the Canadian office is kicking ass, because it looks good on us.  He doesn't work in a corporate environment, he doesn't have a US office to answer to, but he gets the politics better than I do, with my 20+ years of experience.

He is amazing, and he's all mine!