Today, Stephen and I have been married for five years.
Where did the time go?
Steve and I met in college, which means I've known him for nine years. Nine years of jokes, road trips, milestones, and various date nights. You'd think I'd know the guy by now, but we still have those weird moments where we look at each other, completely surprised.
Boy, how things change rapidly in the midst of the marital odyssey, too. I've already had two jobs, and am now running my own business. I have 1.5 children (well, technically two, but decimals are fun). We're going to seminary in the fall. It's weird to feel as though the last five years have been packed with more than the eight I spent in high school and college.
Happy Fifth, Sweetheart. May the next five be as beautiful as the last.
