Thursday was our ninth anniversary.
In many ways, the years have flown by. I can hardly believe we have been married for nine whole years. It sounds so long.
On the other hand, I don't even really remember my life before marriage. Or kids. I have no idea how I filled the hours. And the thing is, I don't really care, either.
Because this is exactly where I want to be.
And feeling like the luckiest woman in the world-- to be married to the man I love, to a man who supports me and my interests, to a man who is honest and tender. Jason is a steal.