Sometimes

Sometimes plans change.  Sometimes compromise has to happen.  Sometimes I come home and my husband is so stressed out.  Sometimes I figure out the route of his stress, and come up with a plan that can alleviate a lot of the worry for him.  Sometimes I decide that going to Oregon isn't as important as seeing my husband happy.  Sometimes I change our summer plans.  Sometimes I decide that instead of our week long vacation, we'll break up our holidays.  Sometimes it's more important to spend a holiday relaxing than to spend it rushing from point A to point B.  Sometimes we make sacrifices.  Sometimes we change our summer plans to involve a lot of camping, instead of standing at the edge of the ocean.  And sometimes, this change of plans has us looking forward to our summer more than ever before.