I believed I was half-crazy for years and years. Just recently I've started figuring out, to my delight, that it simply isn't so! Seriously. I'm 30 years old and I'm finally confident that I am NOT crazy.
Rob married me when I was 19. I wouldn't have married me in a million years. Not sure what he was thinking. I like me at 30, but at 19? I was tough to handle. Rob is a patient, patient man.
So this song made me think of Rob. And still, even though I am confidently sane, it's how I feel. Rob is the reason for all of me. He's home.
And that's pretty much heaven, isn't it?
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You're silly. I've been telling you for decades that you must be sane because you're just like me and I'm pretty sure that I'm sane.
Yes, well, I finally believe you. :)
"Confidently sane." That's a great term! It's kind of funny b/c sometimes I feel the opposite--like I was funner when Jared married me than I am now. I say things like, "Remember in college when I was so fun and funny? Yeah, those were the good old days." :) I think I'm more serious now than I used to be.
I'm definitely more serious now than I used to be, but I'm also happier. I'll take the trade!
You're still fun, Michelle. You're kids think so, I bet. Don't sell yourself short!
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