As I stood, 7 years ago, a mere 20 years old, promising my life to a man just 2 years old than me, I don't think either of us could have ever imagined what our life would be like together. The joy we would experience. The sorrow. The ups and downs. Neither of us had a clue.
All we knew was that we loved each other and couldn't picture life without each other.
As I read my vows to the man that I couldn't wait to call my husband, I would have never guessed that by our 7th year of marriage we would have already faced life and death. I would have never imagined that he would be the backbone of our marriage, my pillar of strength, and the true head of our household that I had always dreamed of.
I knew that I loved him, but I would have never been able to fathom how deeply that love would run.
But here we are, July 31, 2011. We have given life to 4 children. We have said good bye to one. We have bought and lost a home . We have weathered financial strain, job loss, personal insecurities, raising small children, as well as growing up together (admit it or not- we both had a lot of growing up to do when we were first married).
But I wouldn't trade this life with him for anything in this world.
7 beautiful years.
Happy Anniversary Shane. I love you.
"Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self seeking.
It is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts,
always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails."
1 Corinthians 13:4-8