So we are back from our trip to NY, which was just an amazing time. My children were loving being around my parents, sister, brother and cousins, especially Jack. It was as if he never left NY. He grew up with my sister's 2 children and he was always at my parent's and sister's house and even though time passes where he doesn't see them in awhile, the minute he walks through their doors, he is 100% Jack. For some reason, this time really meant so much to me to see that he still fills so comfortable around everyone. After 10 days, I felt very content with the time I spent with my family and was okay with having to return to Texas. I just needed to be reconnected with everyone in my family more than usual. Sometimes the distance bothers me more than other times.
On my way home and since that trip, I have been thinking about how lucky I (we) am in life. I have a loving family, the most supportive and loving husband, my two beautiful boys are happy and healthy, great friends, etc. I guess as you get older, you begin to realize that the little things or people that upset you is not really that big of a deal. Everyone makes mistakes but as long as they can recognize it, then is it really worth being upset over it??? As long as I stay true to myself and remain a good friend then I have done good as a person.