Eight years ago today I married the coolest guy in the world. Eight years married sounds so old and stuffy! For us, it’s as natural as breathing. He is my rock, my playmate, my partner in crime, and my love. Even after 14 years together, we still make each other laugh.
Marriage is never all roses and butterflies, but it really is a wonderful gift when you are with the person you are meant to be with. We’ve weathered quite a bit over the past eight years, but we’re still madly in love and committed to the promise we made each other June 9, 2001.
I dug through some of my old photos and pulled out some of our happiest memories together:
1995 or 1996
One of the first photos I can find of us
One of the first photos I can find of us
1996 or 1997
Napping on my parents porch in Arkansas. One of those warm late winter days when you can feel spring right around the corner.
1996 and 1997
Fayetteville Christian School. These pictures are happy memories because we were getting out of a crazy, crazy place.
January 1, 2000
2 seconds into the new Millenium and our engagement
June 9, 2001
A very, very happy day!
June 2001
Honeymooning in Prague, Czech Republic
March 2004
a village in Northern Thailand
September 2006
outside the Colosseum in Rome, Italy
a village in Northern Thailand
September 2006
outside the Colosseum in Rome, Italy
September 2006
Vernazza, Italy
And yes, we were traveling with a professional photographer!
Vernazza, Italy
And yes, we were traveling with a professional photographer!
September 2007Santorini, Greece
April 21, 2007
My sister’s wedding in Twentynine Palms, Ca
October 31, 2008Napa, CA
