The Real Housewives

Currently, I have a headache. Enlightening, I know. And I smell a little, but just like it's-been-a-long-day smell, not b.o. or anything in particular.

I'm watching The Real Housewives of Atlanta. (Chandler jokingly calls me The Real Housewife of Lexington. Charming.) The Real Housewives are a little bit of a what-I-watch-when-nothing-else-is-on pleasure and I don't even care for the Atlanta housewives... that's how much is not on t.v. this evening. One of the housewives' mother talked about feeling like she wasted twenty years of her life. I thought, "How sad to look back on your life and feel like it was wasted." I decided in that moment that I fear looking back on my life and having regrets or feeling like it was wasted.

Thus far, my life has been awesome. I've been blessed with family, I've traveled all over the US, I've completed my undergraduate degree, I met the love of my life, had a beautiful wedding, and now have the greatest, most wonderful daughter in the entire world. 

Our future looks kind of like this: In a couple of years, we will be moving overseas as missionaries in obedience to God's will for our lives. We will live in Africa. That is all I know. My life will not be wasted.