Twelve years ago today I married my best friend. Standing in the field next to my parents house with one child holding flowers and one child sound asleep on the couch. Surrounded by friends and family on a gorgeous fall afternoon. Yes, we did things a bit out of the ordinary, a bit backwards according to most peoples plans, but look who we are talking about!
We have made some pretty major decisions, changes, choices and plans in those twelve years. It hasn't all been easy, but we were never promised it would be. We have leaned hard on each other and been exhausted holding each other up. We have struggled to keep communication open. We have argued, we have had tears. We have laughed so hard we cry, we have talked and dreamed and watched our children grow. We have watched and supported each other through all those decisions, changes and choices. We have had many adventures and plan on many more. It has all been beautiful and we are stronger, closer and better because of it.
Today I stand in awe of the man I am blessed to call my husband. Today I am celebrating twelve years of marriage to a man I couldn't imagine life without. And a family I am fiercely proud of.
I am blessed.
3 comments:
Aww, Jill, that's beautiful!! I've got tears in my eyes reading your eloquent narrative about 12 years of marriage. Nine years behind you, I hope Brad and I will be as lucky and blessed as you and Matt. Come to think of it, we already are. :) Love you guys!!
Re-reading this four years later and I still get teary-eyed reading your beautiful description of marriage, a life together! Love and miss you all!! :)
Thank you twice Julie! Once for your kind words and once for drawing my attention to this post again. I still feel blessed but it's always nice to remember exactly why I feel that way.
Lots of love your way too!
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