It’s been 2 years!
And what a 2-year.
We've been married and unpregnant for 10 months, married and pregnant for the next 9, and married with a child for the last 5months. And been on 3 trips (yes dear, i'm counting)
I love my husband! And Glory loves him too!
Recently, we had to do a piece of homework for the Parenting with Confidence workshop we are attending – to write a family mission statement. From a list of 39 words, we decided to first pick 5 independently, and then discuss which of the short listed ones to include in our Family Mission Statement.
Here are the words to choose from:
Adventurous
Celebration
Courageous
Drug-free
Grateful
Honest
Just and fair
Loving
Moral
Obedient
Safe
Friendly
Well-mannered
Caring
Community focus
Creative
Fun
Heritage-honouring
Hospitable
Kind to animals
Loyal
Music is valued
Optimistic
Sporty
Tolerant
Hardworking
Tidy
Cooperative
Culturally aware
Financially competent
Generous
Healthy
Uniqueness is valued
Learning is valued
Responsible
Punctual
Close-knit
Dependable
Peace-making
Amazingly, of our 5 choices, 4 were the same! What are the chances of that?! (ok, this is where the Raymonds among you start calculating probability).
Munch chose loving, well-mannered, moral, close-knit and fun, and I chose loving, well-mannered, moral, responsible and close-knit.
See, our values are so similar, how can I not marry him! =)
Anyway, here’s our family mission statement:
Our family is loving and close-knit.
We will value morality, fun and responsibility.
We will always try to be well-mannered and respectful.
To those within our family, we will love unconditionally, emphatize, forgive and comfort each other.
To those outside our family, we will be caring.
The greatest priority for each person in our family will be our relationship with God.
Was looking at our honeymoon pics, and hehe, our honeymoon was so “us”. Unplanned, random, ending up at the most un-touristy places (Vacaville community library… Redondo Bay… Random deserted roads/ wilderness/tracks…)
Can’t wait to do it again =)
God willing, we’ll have 50 years or more to do it.
When I’m old n white-haired, I wanna hike with you in the mountains, visit quaint towns in obscure lands, camp with you by the sea, drive around in a caravan, re-confirm the best prata again and again...
I’ll hold my walking stick in one hand, your hand in the other, and we’ll talk about when we first met, our latest trip, our next trip, Glory’s first smelly poop and the garlic restaurant at San Francisco.
But even if we can’t walk or talk or remember, I’d still love sitting next to you, and simply enjoy being yours.
I love you, you funny cute sweet fella. =)
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