Lately I’ve been pretty busy. I’m taking the NaBloPoMo Challenge to post everyday. I’ve enrolled in the first week of the A-List Blogger’s Bootcamp. And I’m planning the launch of my new blog, Hands on Home Buyer.
I’m working full time as a Housing Counselor and am pursuing a dream that will allow me to set out on a new adventure with my family.
As I wake up yet again at 5:00 a.m. to write, or hog the computer for hours after work, I feel gratitude for my cheering supporters: Mike who taken on many puppy care duties without complaint and Honey who has taken on many husband care duties without complaint. They keep each other out of trouble.
Everyday however, it’s Honey I write about, Honey I cuddle, and Honey I plan my day around. And I was wondering if I was giving short shrift to my human companion.
I think I’ve figured it out. Honey is my crush but Hubby is my one true love.
Of course I obsess on Honey. I’m infatuated. I did the same thing with Mike when we got together more than 20 odd years ago (am I the only woman on Earth who can’t remember anniversaries?).
Over time, Mike stopped being my crush and started being a part of me. I don’t think about him all the time; I feel him as inseparable.
I look forward to watching Honey becoming more than a crush some day.
“Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves. A cord of three strands is not quickly broken.” (Ecclesiastes 4:12 NIV)