Sometimes I can't believe that I was only 19 when Steven and I met! Just babies! We really were young, but we were also old enough to have tasted life without each other, to understand loneliness and wanting, to have tiptoed through darkness and to better understand light. We have grown up together in so many ways. We've made space for each other's changes and have taught each other how to be better. I treasure all the time we've had so far.
When we were dating we had so many fights and broke up so many times that we figured we had already worked out all of the kinks before we got married. Eight years later, even with plenty of disagreements, misunderstanding and hurt feelings, I don't think we have gotten even close to re-experiencing the difficulties we had in the early days. I think we both understand what it's like to lose each other and it's only made us stronger.
We've also had more times of laughter, warmth and adventure than I can count. We've
traveled and seen new things for the first time while standing side by side. We've torn out floors, walls and doors and replaced them with new ones. We've dreamed and planned and made it happen. We've packed and moved. We've cried at funerals, glowed at weddings and stayed awake through graduations. We've lost count of birthday parties and Christmas presents. We've gone through seven cars, four dogs, three cats and fifty fish. And together we created an amazingly remarkable little human being. There is no one else I'd rather do this with......