Here we are just a few weeks ago.
Eight years later.
Still quite the same, but different. Maybe it is the bags beneath my eyes that are more significant, or maybe it is the lines of wisdom that are forming around his :). I like to think that it is something more. The first picture shows us completely blind to what the next 8 years of our life would be like. We were starry eyed. I think that we were just happy to be on the same continent, ready to start our life together. All we knew was that possibility was in our future. Potential jobs, homes, children, adventures, they were all in front of us. Our history was just starting.
I know that in terms of a life time eight years isn't a lot, but in this picture below I think our history shows. My sister once told me that the seventh year of marriage is one of the hardest. I joked with Kevin on June 10th that we made it through the seven year itch. You might not see it, but I do. This picture shows us leaning into each other. All I know, is that in these eight years, he is the one that I lean on. On hard days, on good days, on days like Sunday when all we could muster was a dirty look at each other, I still couldn't imagine leaning into anyone else but him.
I love our love story, may it be a story that continues for years and years to come. And should I ever get a chance to compare pictures from 18, 28, 38, 48, 58 years or more, I pray that we are always leaning into each other.
Grace and Peace