
A few years ago, we gave my parents a measuring board so they could measure the grandkids as they grew. I remember when my dad used to measure me against a wall and it was so fun to stand straight barely keeping my heels on the ground as he carefully placed a pencil on my head. "Did I really grow in the last few months, really?" Then I'd turn around and see a gap between my last measurement. "Wow, I guess I did grow."
So what does this have to do with my husband? How do you measure character? How do you see a change in your life when you are in the thick of it?
When I first started writing this blog, I was desperately seeking a way to get my husband out of his own personal cage of despair, what I didn't realize is that over this time I would find my own way out as well. I will go with the measuring theme here and say I found 6 simple 'feet' that have helped me measure success. My husband is 5'9" but he always wished he was six feet so he'll like this.
In the next few weeks, I will give you these 6 great 'feet' so you can look back and say, "Wow, I guess I did grow!"