Number 9

Nine years is a long time. Things change. Children are born. Loved ones pass. Moving boxes are packed, unpacked and then packed again. Nine years is a long time, but the montage is quick when you get to the end.  The soundtrack is exactly what you would have picked.

We were married in Tucson on a warm spring day with beer in our bellies and friends on our arms. The memories are as clear as they are blurry.

In nine years we have been many places and many things. We have fought battles, faced demons, sighed relief and laughed deeply.  We have walked in the sunshine and danced beneath the moonlight.  We have also done things not so cliché.

There are moments cherished and those lost forever.  They are the makings of a love story and the stepping stones to happily ever after.

Today is our nine year anniversary. We’re only getting started.