A bit.
I realize I haven’t blogged for some time. It was about time I do again. I kind of want to keep up with this…mostly because I feel most like an Amy when I have something to say, and even if no one were to read it, I’d be saying it to someone. I guess I don’t have much to say…except that I know I’m where I need to be. But to pose a question…to my most likely non-existent reader…what is worse ? To know you are in the wrong place ? Or to know you are in the right place…but still feel like you should be something more ? Or maybe that being in the right place isn’t as fulfililng as you thought it might be… I cling to Ryan because regardless of all else, he is the right thing. I am the luckiest girl in the world, and I’m not just saying that. I have a husband that women only dream about. I am so so lucky. I love you Ry.