Eight years, I’ve been married to this guy.
These years have flown by, but then when I look at all the live we’ve lived in eight years it seems kind of crazy it’s only been eight years.
We have traveled, moved, changed career paths, published books, started small businesses, and had four beautiful babies. We have grown and matured so, so much.
I would not be me if it weren’t for him and I can’t think of anything I’d rather than do than wake up tomorrow and do chores while simultaneously being his wife.