all i can say is hold on.
the morning we were married my father wrote a sweet post which he shared on his facebook page. the very last thing my old man wrote was, “it’s hard to imagine that someone who has done so much in such a short amount of time is really just getting started. ant, all i can say is hold on….”
i am incredibly lucky to have a father who is not only sentimental enough to feel the emotions he does, but one who has always been both able and willing to express them. and while i appreciated his words on that warm june morning, at the time i was not capable of truly comprehending exactly what he meant by, “just getting started.”
finally… three and a half years later… while wrapping christmas present for my babies – it clicked.
before now there was no way i could understand what he meant.
i wasn’t supposed to get it.
it wasn’t supposed to make sense.
not yet.
but now – it does.
my entire life – all three and a half decades of my existence have happened inside the second chapter of my parents’ lives. everything my sister and i experienced as individuals and everything the four of us experienced as a family happened after my mother and father were married.
so while i was not the girl who waited for a man to truly begin living, the second act of my life did start the moment i took my first steps as my husband’s wife.
now i get to witness everything through both my childrens’ eye as well as my parents’. i get to experience family vacations as a mother and holidays as the one in the kitchen.
as is it turns out – like always – my father was right.
i am just getting started.
