Tuesday, May 27, 2014
I have spent many of the last few days alone: cycling and working in my vegetable garden. Being outside, on fresh air and sun really does wonders.
My DH is busy, taking care of his dying father. It is very sad to see my husband sad. And it is sad to see a dear person slowly saying goodbye to life.
I am exactly half the age of my dear father-in-law. Which means that half of my life is probably already over and I am already in the second half of my life (knocking on the wood & praying that nothing bad happens). I realized that I am not willing to waste even one single day more on being sad because my infertility. You can't always have what you want, it is just the fact of life. And I have to make most of it what I have.
Yes. My life is not what I hoped and planned it would be. But it does not mean it is not beautiful.
PS. Memories of beautiful traveling always lift my spirit. Photo was taken in London, few years ago. And what also helps is thinking of all the places I would love to visit one day.