Growth

I have moments, tiny one, but moments all the same where I can see growth. Growth in myself, growth in my husband as we face our challenges together. He is always better at putting hard feelings aside and moving on...where I dwell and hurt and cry and then cry some more. This week I had an experience that made me see the growth though. It was only for a moment, but I was so proud of myself, of my husband, of us. I know this probably isn't making sense, but I have to journal this so that I can remember (even as soon as tomorrow) when I forget that there is purpose behind our trials- GROWTH.