Below is proof.
A few things that have made me cry recently:
1. Seeing the Shutterfly calendar with Sinclair family pictures (most of which I took so it wasn't like I was seeing them for the first time) that my sister made for our family gift exchange.
2. Opening a Hallmark baby card from my boss. Those Hallmark cards......sheesh...
3. Getting stuck in an unplowed street during our recent blizzard. I wanted to go look at a glider we found on craigs list across town. Tom didn't but we went anyway because we also needed groceries and Trader Joes was on our way to their house. We had come straight from my brother's house so we didn't have boots or hats or gloves on. I tell him to turn down the wrong street (darn gps). He does. We get to the end of the dead end street and I realize what has happened. We go to turn around (in an unplowed driveway) and our CR-V doesn't move. Tom throws his hands up and says, "I am really frustrated right now. Really frustrated." in the sternest/most upset voice my sweet and loving husband has. I apologize. He gets out. I move to the driver's seat and turn the wheel and put it in reverse while he pushes as hard as he can. Still not moving. I see him out there with no boots or gloves in short socks and tennis shoes. I think about how we don't have any friends in the area with cars suitable to drive in the weather to even come help us and no roadside assistance or a shovel. I feel awful and like I've failed him miserably. So I start to cry (more like sob). He sees me through the windshield and what does my amazing husband do? He stops pushing, comes and opens my door, puts his arm around me and says, "honey, it's going to be ok. Just breath. I love you. It's ok." I apologize profusely and tell him how awful I feel seeing him out there in the deep snow. I calm down. We regain our pushing and driving positions. And then a miracle happens - A Christmas Miracle, if you will - the car becomes unstuck and we're able to back out of that dreaded dead end street. Just like that. Have I mentioned how much I love my husband? Because I do. Love conquers all.
4. Opening the children's Bible from Greg and Natalie at Christmas. If that wasn't enough, she wrote a message to baby Dixie in the front cover. Put.Me.Over.The.Edge.
5. Receiving an invitation to my baby shower thrown by my dear friend, Erin and sisters-in-law, Trisha and Nikki. Super precious and "very me" and then imagine my surprise when I flip it over and see Dixie's u/s profile shot on the back of it. Tears came quickly.
6. Researching electric breast pumps. Overwhelming.
7. Remembering Shannon on his birthday and at Christmas...
8. And most recently (last night), this story that appeared on the news.
The Roseville police dog injured while chasing a burglary suspect will not walk again, city officials said on Wednesday.
I mean...it's sad, but is it worth crying over? Apparently yes, it is.
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