Seven Years

It has been so long that blogger has changed the way they do posts! Well, today is special enough of a day that I just have to suck it up and try my best to make a post!

It seems like just the other day that I was calling up my cousin Zak and his cute friend to help me move into my dorm at BYU. Can't be though because my younger sister is getting ready to make that very same move. Hmm, what cousins do I have that are her age that might have a cute friend...JK. Maybe. 

Ok, then it must not have been that long ago that Mark got home from his mission and we shyly smiled at each other at the airport. No? Guess not since my younger brother is in high school and not too far from that same milestone.Makes me wonder if there will be some special girl waiting for HIM at the airport. Hehehe.

Fine. Those are in the past, but surely my wedding day was just a blink away. Wait, I'm looking at those pictures and we look like kids...have I really changed that much in a year or so...ok, like three years...what?? SEVEN YEARS!? It has been seven years since we got married! And while it seems like just yesterday, too many wonderful adventures have passed. I have to accept the fact that life has swiftly been moving. We've been having to much fun, craziness, stress, adventure, and many special moments for our wedding day to have been just yesterday. We have been blessed with two beautiful children and I am thankful for this little family that I have each and every day. As I sit here with two children trying to both fit on my lap as I retype what the younger one managed to delete and they shove each other, I have to smile as I look at those old wedding pictures. I look at those naive smiles and say to my past self, "Just wait, self. That body ain't gonna last because you are going to have two beautiful children. And that hair isn't going to be as voluminousness because you will have the stress of jobs, moves, and kids (who am I kidding, it was never voluminousness). But that smile will last because you will have a life you wouldn't give up for anything. Good job self. You picked a good one."

 

I count myself lucky and blessed because I married a wonderful man. He is a hard worker, he is caring, he is a wonderful father and he leaves me notes on the dry erase board to wish me a happy anniversary :) Thanks babe, I love you too!!