What Dreams Are Made Of

Tonight I am restless. I miss my baseball boy. I am wishing now more than ever that he was laying here with me watching some weird History Channel stuff while I read. We would make dumb jokes and laugh about them...jokes that no one else would think was funny. With all this emotion I figured the best thing for me to do is write.

Ah. My niece. My only niece. I have so much love to give that little girl. After all, she is the only little one that has ever called me Aunt. Well, that will be changing around next March. My sister-in-law called me yesterday crying and screaming and loving the idea that she saw two pink lines. I am going to be an Aunt again.

She is perfect. In every single way. Just look at her. I love that smile and that silliness. She has her very own personality now and it is way too cute to even begin describing. 

And then there's her...my big sister. HAHAHA.. All I can do is laugh sometimes at us. We are going to be 60 years old and still have the dumbest fights. Half the time, I don't even know what we argue about but she is my best friend. I would lay my life down for her so willingly. God planned us to be sisters. He made us, two very different people, from the same woman and man. It blows my mind. God is amazing.

And him. Big brother. So protective. He is also one of boyfriend's best friends. I crack up at him. All. The. Time. He's such a character. A great husband. An incredible father. An amazing big brother. Every single thing a man should try to be. I adore that guy!

And him....my soul mate. My super hero. My knight in shining armor. My everything. He is the man I can't imagine life without. He is the man that God created with me in mind. He gave him every quality that I want and need in a man. I struggle with our little lives. We are a few hundred miles away from each other because of baseball but we keep the spark lit. He's such a stud. Yikes I'm so in love.

I wondered for a long time what my life would be like when I "grew up." Could it be any more perfect? Every single dream I ever had, God outdid it! This is exactly what dreams are made of!!

8 days here. 8 days there. 8 days away from me everywhere.

From city to city and back to Buffalo he jumps. Ahhhh the life of a girl with a traveling baseball boyfriend. I have a routine though, don't worry. When I leave him, I cry the whole way home, pretty much the whole next day, then the third day I start getting cozy by myself again. We must say the words a hundred times a day, "I love you. I miss you."

This past week with Josh was so much fun. Between my work craziness, the humidity, and 4 hour long baseball games...we managed to have a beach day, two dinner dates, and even got to take an evening stroll in Downtown Durham. I love him. Simple as that. He makes my heart so happy.

This week, I met lots of new people and I adore each and every one of them. I was reminded that I am not the only girl who lives like this. There is a wife who had to stay behind in the Double A town while her hubby got moved to Triple A. There is a wife who had to say good-bye to her hubby to get their 8 month old back home into his normal routine. I am amazed. I would say we are pretty strong women but maybe I'm biased. Baseball is a funny thing. People will sit near me at games and start asking millions of questions. As if my head doesn't already have trouble keeping up, why don't we just add a game of 20 questions from all these strangers in the grand stand.

Ohhhhh and don't let me forget to mention how frustrating it can be after the games when I see Joshua walking toward the door to come out and meet me. I get so excited and he heads right to me, I open my arms up and BOOM, here are these looney, I love baseball people cutting me off with their baseball books full of baseball cards to get autographs. Okay, arms back by my side...why don't I just wait? It's not like I am his girlfriend or anything??

Someone said to me this week, "Sucks Josh won't be playing in the All-Star game!" Without even thinking, I word vomited, "ARE YOU CRAZY?!?!?! We are gonna get on the four-wheeler in PA and go riding and star gazing and cuddling and kissing and hugging and eating buffalo wings and home cooked meals every single day of that three day All-Star break!" Ooopsies. I know. I know. I should want him to make the All-Star game but I am just so excited for a couple of days where we don't have to think about stretch times and anxiety attacks while he warms up in the bullpen. I love to date him. It sounds silly but I do. I love to be his girlfriend. We get to be normal for three whole days and even if anyone wants to call or come find us they won't because we will be in the middle of nowhere, Pennsylvania! Only 12 more days! Who couldn't be going crazy with excitement right now?!?! I love my crazy life even if it does mean I have a somewhat prodigal boyfriend. hehe, totally kidding. :)

Let me keep you laughing...All You Need Is Love!

Pathetic little love sick girl.

Yep, that's me...I am the girl who is in love with the baseball boy. I am the girl who had a great career and a great house at the beach. I am the girl who gave it all away because my honey was more important to me.

All I can do is giggle. Then I wonder if I am crazy. Then I answer yes to my own question and giggle some more.

I always thought that I wanted to be an important part of everyone's world. Now I realize I only want to be the most important part of his. Josh. Joshua. J. Whatever I feel like calling him whenever I am talking about him which is basically all the time. When God made him, I just know he said..."Goodness I have done it again! This guy is going to be perfect for her. This Northern boy is gonna be that Southern girl's biggest blessing." I am crazy but he and I were no accident. I adore him. We laugh about the silliest things. We fear our futures together but we do it together, TOGETHER and I love it. I will be to him in 12 days. 1....2....3....4....5....6.....7....8.....9,10,11,12. Okay, okay hurry up already!

My priorities were all out of whack before God took the blinders off and showed me what is most important in life. A career is not most important. A house is not most important. A car is not most important. Money is not most important. Love is most important. It's sweet and totally free and no one can ever take it from you. You have complete control over love. It is all yours as long as you want it. I love that.