Eight~

December 29, 2006. It was on this day that I took the ultimate plunge and vowed to give and take in a delicate compromise that is marriage. Eight years ago! How, then, does it not feel like 8 years? Every morning that we wake up, we wake anew. Each day, brings another hour to the lives of us, and our children.... Each morning, another possession among us. We have conquered battles, and crossed mountains and seas with one another and yet we still feel as though we've just begun.

It's been a blessing to have my Nicolas by my side, these last 2 years especially... Never, have I felt more married than I have since I've left the military. We've had to lean on one another to get through the bad days... look to each other for guidance on how to handle finances, depression... we've had to rely on one another for friendship and happiness - turn to each other when we needed to celebrate a victory, no matter how small. We've brought joy to one another - and I'm sure at times pissed each other right the hell off! However.... through all of it, we've remained loyal to one another, and we're trudging onward and upward, together!

Happy 8th anniversary, my Nico. My lighthouse.