Happiness...

"Happiness is a form of Courage" this is a quote I came across a few weeks ago. I think a million things when I read it, but mostly I just agree. Life isn't for the faint of heart and it isn't always easy to find the positive and happy in every situation. I think it takes some real courage. It takes believing in things you don't see. It takes standing up against everyone who tells you you can't, or that tells you it's not worth it.   It takes endurance and faith.  I'm assuming one of the reasons it is so empowering to be around people that are generally happy, is because they inspire. They don't put down people around them or situations that seem to push them into a corner. They face their future with hope and not doubt. Happiness takes courage.

As for the day to day of our lives, I am bigger than ever. People are already wondering if I'm going to pop and I still have a month and a half until the big due date. I guess I just carry my babies on the outside. Ben's cast is off and I sometimes wonder if he even remembers that he had it on. It was such a pain while it lasted but the pain is long gone now. As for the topic of this blog, my husband, he is a trooper. He's been in the midst of searching for jobs, and in the meantime he has decided to take up some courses on medical research at the University of Utah. As well, he is still volunteering on a research project at the U and in the next few weeks he will go from preforming experiments to writing up analysis's on some of the research they are doing. So even though things have been tough the last few months-- I have to say my husband continues to prove himself on the battle field, and I can't be more proud of him.