The good year.

We joked the other day that if Skype was around when we were kids we would have been on it all day. I remember sitting on the phone for hours just talking about nothing but never wanting to hang up. Don’t even get me started with the AIM messaging, seriously, we were ridiculous. I naturally wanted to sit close to him for everything and those cuddles are still one of my favorite things.

Every marriage has its highs and lows; the rough years, the poor years (which happened to be all rolled up into one for us), the blissful years, the years we’ve yet to experience like the empty nester years. This year marriage wise has been our best and it makes me so happy to say that; we have never been seeking God more diligently and He has never blessed our marriage as much as this past year. We’re on the same page, we rarely fight, we love each other so deeply; gosh, it’s great.

 

We’re on the same team.

He gets me.

 

His jokes make me laugh every day.

I’m his wife, he’s my husband.

Happy Anniversary Davy, my lovey.