Fruits of My Labor

Well, maybe not mine...at least not yet.

When I was in high school my mother gave my brother and I credit cards. Some may think this is the spoiling of your children and in many ways it certainly is, but until recently I didn't truly appreciate what that would mean for me and the sacrifices it meant for them.

My college days were spent blowing my "allowance" on top of charging for all the "necessities." Not to mention I was living in a "luxury" apartment as a college student. Sure I was making my own paycheck, but who could honestly live off of $5.25/hour internship money?!

Now 2 months post-wedding; I finally understand and appreciate how hard my parents work and how much they spared me from ever "going without." I can't honestly think of a time when I did. I am sooo blessed and humbly say that I don't know what that's like and I know how lucky I am for that.

Last night, my husband and I went and purchased a brand new truck. This is significant in several ways:

1) It's the first time for him that he's actually getting something for him and he can enjoy it. (ok so I def. inserted a strong opinion and swayed it to what I wanted) but nonetheless, this is a big deal for him and he is truly DESERVING of it even though I see his hesitancy and he questions whether he should.

2) Without the foundation that my mother started as far as credit cards... my brand new house and this brand new truck wouldn't even be possible!! Sure my husband has always paid cash for things, but in a world so dependent on credit- I've won out on that one. In fact, last night after we got home, I called my mom to thank her for what she's done and to tell her I can now see what her sacrifices have done for me.

3) In the consideration of this new vehicle, I actually was thinking about how we would finagle a car seat! Scary to think that this will be a reality for us in the future and we have to take that into consideration in this decision. Lately all the decisions I've considered have been surrounded by when we will start a family.

4) Are we stretched too thin? I have to admit... I really don't know nor am I truly stressed about it. I leave that to him. My mind always thinks "oh we've got it," but do we? On one hand it's nice to not worry about these things and I guess I don't only because I know he will. Is that wrong?

5) Lastly, I work hard and I enjoy what I do and bringing back to the title of this blog post... I too one day will see the Fruits of My Labor!

I want to be able to take care of my grandmother and parents in their old age the way they have taken care of me. I am thankful for a husband who is VERY understanding of that. I want to be able to provide for my children the way my parents have done for me and I hope that my husband now sees the advantage in that.

Today as I sit here and think about my life, I am happy and very lucky!!