a good dozen...

 

We were just babies...we really, really were. I was 19 and he had just turned 22. We had worked together for two summers at Camp Qwanoes, dated for nine months and then were engaged for another six. And, on October 14th, 2000 we were married.

And what a ride, what a wild, crazy, ride.

We have bought homes and cars.

We have had cats.

We journeyed through years of infertility, crossed the country and spent ridiculous amounts of money to start our family.

We have welcomed three children into our hearts and home, and said goodbye to one who didn't make it to our arms.

We have served together in ministry and music.

We have been to weddings, funerals, hospitals and gatherings.

We have been business partners the last few years and had so many adventures together.

For the last year and a half we pray together every.single. night before bed...this has changed us.

We have packed and unpacked boxes and moving trucks.

We are surrounded by parents, siblings and friends that are precious to us

We have laughed, held hands and run across tropical beaches

We have left our twenties and entered our thirties...I'm pretty sure we are on our way to middle age.

We have hurt one another, we have failed, we have cried.

We have experienced the redeeming grace of God in our marriage...we are a product of His grace.

 

I am so blessed to be married to a man that loves the Lord, loves me and loves our kids.

He strives for what is right, works hard. He has grown and changed with me.

 

I can say, with every ounce of my heart, that he is my best friend.

 

 

 

{I love you babe!}