Today I am incredibly grateful for the bullets I have dodged in my life. Looking back at guys I dated and the choices they have since made, I’m so glad I got off those trains when I did. (Are you enjoying my metaphors here? I’ll see how many more I can fit in.) (And for the record, I don’t usually sit around thinking back over the guys I’ve dated, I just heard about one of them this evening, and it got me thinking.)
There’s inactivity, divorce, infidelity … and I’m so not full of myself enough to think that those things wouldn’t have happened had I been the one they married. So I’m very thankful today for the promptings -either to me or to them (both happened) – that we weren’t supposed to be together, as hard as it might have been to go through at the time.
I’m so thankful to have a wonderful, loving husband who cherishes me and our kids, who honors his priesthood and magnifies his calling, who supports me in everything I even think of attempting, and who works so hard to take care of all of us. I know we were led to each other, and I’m thankful that we listened.