{"id":1452,"date":"2009-06-13T19:00:38","date_gmt":"2009-06-14T00:00:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/?p=1452"},"modified":"2009-06-13T19:00:38","modified_gmt":"2009-06-14T00:00:38","slug":"inspiration-love","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/2009\/06\/13\/inspiration-love\/","title":{"rendered":"Inspiration Love"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I don&#8217;t know how many of you follow Nie and her life after the crash, but in case you don&#8217;t I just wanted to share <a href=\"http:\/\/nieniedialogues.blogspot.com\/2009\/06\/love.html\">this post<\/a> with you.  <\/p>\n<p>We obviously all know how life can change in an instant.  And Stephanie is such an inspiration with how you press forward.  <\/p>\n<p>I can&#8217;t tell you how lucky I feel to be married to my best friend.  It really makes things so easy for me.  It is really what my last post was all about except I felt too silly to say it. Why I choose to stay home and hang vs. heading out every chance I get.  <\/p>\n<p> But the truth is I have been teary (or hormonal) all weekend.   Each time think about how lucky I am I feel the tears spring to the back of my eyes.  When I look into the face of the man I have been with for more years than I can remember, or when I hang with my oldest son who grew up way too fast and now helps me load my iPhone with new music and movies for our up-coming trip.<br \/>\nWhen my middle son tells me that he thought I was only 28  (clearly his charming skills are excellent), or my youngest son who has such a crazy wild spirit I can&#8217;t help but embrace it.  And then our newest addition, sleeping on my lap with a sweet smile on her face- complete trust that I will make everything all right in her world.<\/p>\n<p>And all I can think of of is EMBRACE IT.  This man, this family, is everything I have ever wanted.  And I don&#8217;t ever want to take that for granted.<\/p>\n<p>Ok, emotional post done.<\/p>\n<p>Enjoy the rest of your weekend!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I don&#8217;t know how many of you follow Nie and her life after the crash, but in case you don&#8217;t I just wanted to share this post with you. We obviously all know how life can change in an instant. And Stephanie is such an inspiration with how you press forward. I can&#8217;t tell you how lucky I feel to be married to my best friend. It really makes things so easy for me. It is really what my last post was all about except I felt too silly to say it. Why I choose to stay home and hang vs. heading out every chance I get. But the truth is I have been teary (or hormonal) all weekend. Each time think about how lucky I am I feel the tears spring to the back of my eyes. When I look into the face of the man I have been with for more years than I can remember, or when I hang with my oldest son who grew up way too fast and now helps me load my iPhone with new music and movies for our up-coming trip. When my middle son tells me that he thought I was only 28 (clearly his charming skills are excellent), or my youngest son who has such a crazy wild spirit I can&#8217;t help but embrace it. And then our newest addition, sleeping on my lap with a sweet smile on her face- complete trust that I will make everything all right in her world. And all I can think of of is EMBRACE IT. This man, this family, is everything I have ever wanted. And I don&#8217;t ever want to take that for granted. Ok, emotional post done. Enjoy the rest of your weekend!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[398,496],"class_list":["post-1452","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-life","tag-just-a-sappy-mess","tag-no-tags"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1452","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1452"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1452\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1452"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1452"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1452"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}