Today someone told me that you reap what you sow.
My husband actually says it is the Bliss family motto.
I tend to agree. I believe in karma, what goes around comes around, and giving as much as you get.
I am not a perfect person. I worry, complain, and get angry. But in the end, those who matter most weather the storms, and that can only be because the seeds we planted were strong.
I am blessed every day, in so many ways.
I am married to someone who feels like home. That is a love not easily broken.
My parents, married 33 years, still live in the house I grew up in. There is nothing more comforting than coming home.
I have the best, most beautiful, smartest two best friends I could ever ask for. They know every detail of my life and still love me. And I love them for that.
I have a steady job doing work that challenges me and fuels a passion for food and technology (an incredibly odd and fascinating combination).
We live in a little yellow house that we’re slowly turning into our dream home. Some days I sit in our living room and marvel at how far we’ve come. It is truly everything we always wished for.
So, yes, I am reaping what I’ve sown.
I am thankful that the powers that be have held me to a standard of grace, and not perfection. We are all flawed. We are all struggling in some ways. But I know that the love I have invested in my life will be there for me always.