Anniversary

I had the awesome opportunity 7 years ago today, of kneeling across from best friend and committing to him to share together the hard times, the good times, the happy moments and sad ones too. We committed to love each other, to hold to each other, and we were sealed together for time and all eternity. Growing up and talking about my religion (I am a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints) to people who were not of my religion were always so drawn to the fact that in every other marriage ceremony, it is always "till death do you part." And not only does our sealing bind my husband and I together, but it binds our children to us. So that if we live the way we should, we will have Lilly and Ryker again to raise. 

It blows my mind that it has been seven years. I can actually remember my parents celebrating their 7th anniversary (I was 5 and I actually have a pretty amazing memory that way.) We have been through 3 very scary pregnancies and deliveries, 1 very nerve-racking adoptions, what feels like countless semesters of school, the scary weeks and months worrying about money (I am not sure that will ever come to end, maybe if I inherit a couple of million!) and we still are so in love. Mike puts up with a lot. I swear quite often (I do try not to, I promise.) He puts up with my rants and fits. Even puts up with my bouts of road rage (I am not usually driving, I just do not have a strong liking to Utah drivers.) And I feel so grateful to have him. He is a wonderful father, an incredible husband, and such a hard worker. We are from perfect, but together, we offer such a wonderful balance. I look forward to many more years together with my best friend. He just makes me so happy. So honey, happy 7th anniversary. Thank-goodness for no 7-year itches here!