Posted on the 02 January 2013 by Wifessionals
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Perspective changes.
Last year I spent New Years out at a club with Ryan and my closest friends.
It was the best New Year's Eve I have ever experienced.
It may have largely been because I was with my future husband (I had no clue at the time)
and my besties -
regardless, it was that movie-perfect kind of night.
Sunday night we were set to go to Denver for NYE.
We had a dog-friendly hotel booked, tickets to a great club purchased & a detailed fun-genda.
Right before bed I broke down crying.
I didn't want to go to Denver.
Leading up to that week, Ryan & I agreed we wanted to stay in and have a low key NYE.
But a few days before the big night, I started being nostalgic and began thinking of that perfect New Years the year before.
Omg.
We are so lame.
We are married and never go out bar hopping anymore.
We love Netflix and cooking at home.
Are we OLD???
I won't let this happen.
I'll plan a CRAZY night to prove we've still got it.
And then I went off and booked all of the Denver activities.
But Sunday night I couldn't deny what was in my heart.
THAT'S not us anymore.
We both always say we always wanted to find someone, get married and settle down.
We wanted to put that crazier lifestyle behind us and just stay in.
We hated bar hopping - always "on the lookout" for "the one".
We have everything we ever wanted in life and I'm not ashamed or embarrassed of that.
We aren't lame -
We are grateful & content.
It's funny how things change, isn't it?
Ryan & I's future looks very different from our past.
We are looking forward to having a family of our own and appreciating every moment together.
Now while we may not be hitting up every nightclub on the weekends, day drinking and tailgating for every football game - That doesn't make us lame.
We are just entering a new chapter in our lives.
Can anyone else relate to this?
Do you ever find yourself "missing the old life" for a fleeting second, then realizing you wouldn't trade your current life for anything in the world?
Needless to say, Ryan scooped me up, hugged me and told me we would eat the $40 for the club tickets. The hotel let us cancel our reservations and that was that.
We ended up having the most perfect NYE.
I made homemade fondue (Ryan has never had fondue before).
We drank champagne and played Yahtzee.
We cheers'd at midnight and watched some Netflix.
I'm glad I was honest with myself and with Ryan.
I'm happy we didn't go to Denver.
I'm most of all grateful that as time passes and life goes on that our perspective can change.
That we get the chance to become new people with new happiness and joys in life.