Thank you. It's good to know that it's appreciated. I love my kids, no matter how old they think they are getting, they will always be my babies. I will always be proud of them, no matter what they pursue, and I hope I've raised them right. I was careful not to be too heavy-handed with discipline, and allowed them plenty of freedom and autonomy to pursue their own interests and encouraged them(not too hard-I was gentle) in every way possible. I wanted them to be happy most of all, and proud of themselves in their own accomplishments.
As far as my husband, our relationship while we have "so very much in common," music, games, philosophy, activities, companionable silence, sci-fi, cult classic tv shows, (Dr. Who, Twilight Zone, Outer Limits, etc.)and weirdly enough, we both wanted to be astronauts as children. We also base our relationship on mutual respect and dignity for each other. We understand each other innately and precisely on a very deep level, that when I find him in his "zone" working on a pc or laptop, or programming in a new language he is learning, I both admire him and leave him be to work on it. He does that with me, when I repair our vehicles, work on a new recipe in the kitchen that I found, or start a science project and lets me work also in my "zone" because he understands it.