Sixteen years with my Mister.
Some of it painful, most of it sweet... I am reminded often that marriage isn't always (or even often) the outworking of romantic love (though there IS an abundance of that) but truly a commitment to love one another through and despite the hard times, painful times, disagreements and stresses of faithfully working alongside one another and among our children every day.
And that makes it so so SO much better. So much richer.
We celebrated by using a gift certificate for a few burgers and brought them back and ate them by the water. Then we borrowed Matt's parents kayaks and their lakefront to go kayaking together. The children were being babysat just up the driveway but no one was the wiser that we were just down the hill, enjoying one another and the peaceful water at sunset.
There is no one else in the world I would rather spend my moments with, share my thoughts and heart to, cry tears and laugh laughs in front of, be furious at, ask forgiveness of, raise our children with or faithfully walk alongside ever single day of my life.
Here's to many more, Love.