Today, Brian and I celebrate fifteen years of marriage. (And when I say celebrate, I mean we simply kiss and say "Happy Anniversary", both hoping for a trip marking our milestone within the next year). I really can't believe that we're old enough to have been married that long, but as I get to say now, "I'm pushing forty", which means the other numbers in my life are bound to get larger as well!
We. were. kids! Looking back at these photos, we really had no idea what was in store for us. All we knew was that we were in love and we couldn't bear to be apart not one minute longer! So the two became one, and we've journeyed long and hard together over these years of marriage. Who knew that within those first six years we would endure the death of a parent and then the death of a child? And following those years, we have endured the illnesses and disabilities of another child . . . the grief, anger, sadness, and loss nearly overtook our relationship, but I'm glad to say we've come out on the other side. Stronger. Unified. Dedicated.
I love him. "I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine . . ."