This day marks seven years. Seven. Can you believe it, hon? Looking back on our wedding pictures I see two young, clueless individuals stepping into the adventure of a lifetime.
I was ready for the adventure, or so I thought. I realize now what I was ready for was the adventure part. I wanted new, I wanted exciting. I wasn’t against the struggles, I just expected them to always make sense, to come in a predictable manner, and to have that “this was totally worth it” high at the end.
Well-surprise!- it didn’t exactly happen like that. The trials have come from left field and where we least expected them. And a lot of the time they don’t make sense, are not exciting and, at the end, we are just relieved they are over. Guess it happens that way for everybody.
We’ve had some amazing highs, though. Four stand out to me in particular. They greet us with smiles-or busted our diapers :)- every morning. Four precious little lives who call you Daddy and me Mommy. They all seem to have inherited my sensitive side and your ornery streak. Heaven help us.
But as I look back over our highs, lows and in-betweens, I realize how blessed I am to have lived them with you.
Your patience amazes me. Your compassion is overwhelming. Your smile of encouragement keeps me going longer than your realize.
I so appreciate and respect your example in following the Lord, getting back up after you have fallen, and having the guts to apologize after you’ve messed up.
I am so thankful for these past seven years and look forward to the adventure of so many more. I’m still the most blessed girl alive.
I love you, hon. Happy Anniversary!
With all my love,