22... "WHAT! You're only 22!"

I hear it all the time.. "What! You're how young!?" grrrr... I get so tired of hearing this! I guess for me it is because 22 years of my life have been lived to the utmost fullest. I have had some really horrible things happen to me, along with the miraculous, and awe inspiring. At a singular time I feel both too young and too old for what has been my version of life.

On this 22nd year, I find myself in such a wonderful and amazing place. Physically, mentally, and emotionally I am better than I have ever been before. I am living in England, a country full of history, castles, fairytales, and adventure. I have a husband who loves me more than I have ever loved myself. I have my annoying, boisterous, and lovable pooches. And I have my daughter. My dear Rhapsody. Who has brought me a fuller, more noteworthy life, with Joy I never thought a child would bring. Twenty two isn't looking so bad for me! 

And as my twenty third year of life is staring me in the face, for the first time that I can remember I can look forward without fear or apprehension. I know that I have my family and my God beside me to lead me through the years to come. I welcome the joy, frustration, love, and new friendships that this next year will hold for me. I know there is much that will happen between now and twenty three. I stand with my back straight and ready for whatever it is Life will give me now. Join me in another year of Military, Motherhood, and Madness. What? I needed another M. Everyone loves alliteration! 

Welcome To My Version of Life