Rudy has been working.
Mostly, he's feeling validated.
He's contributing to life once again.
For him, not working meant not helping.
This thought of his was inter-mixed with his thoughts of how to be a good stay-at-home dad.
He knows the value of being a good dad; yet, he felt he needed to once again provide financially.
Working has helped him feel more comfortable and confident.
He is himself.
The person I've always known.
The humble leader.
The people's person.
AND his dad skills continue to be awesome.
As are his domestic abilities.
Yep, he cleans, irons, and cooks!
So, here I am sitting on the I'm on vacation couch in Rudy's duplex.
In the Ozarks.
This is our new life.
He lives here.
I live there.
We are making it work.
I am a wife, his wife, for the next month and a half.
I am a mom.
Our 11 year old son joined me on this summer vacation.
We have moved in.
Embraced the fact we live here.
For the moment.
Live as a family.
Taking nothing for granted.