Sushi Night

For the past almost three years, Friday night has been Sushi Night for Chris and I. I make us sushi, we wait until the girls are in bed, and then we sit down to enjoy our meal in peace together and usually watch a movie. It's a nice little tradition, something to look forward to during the week.

Last night I made cucumber rolls for the first time in a while. When I took the first bite of cucumber, the fresh, crisp taste reminded me of when we first started our little tradition. I found my heart longing for spring -- a fresh beginning. I wished in that moment for the ability to travel in time, back to before I'd made so many mistakes, before my heart was filled with so much hurt and regret. I try hard to remain positive, and look for the lessons that life is offering me, but that is difficult to do sometimes.

We don't always make the right choices in life, that is a sad truth. But every choice, "good" or "bad", has the ability to teach us something...if we remain open to that possibility. That is the knowledge that I hug close to myself when my head hits the pillow every night.

That doesn't stop the tears...but it helps me to know that those tears are not in vain.