Eight (long) Years

8 years, EIGHT !

each year flies past us and we can't seem to catch it.

this year was a good one for us.

we had some really good moments,

new zealand topping off the list.

i never knew that i could love someone for this long,

like come on,

EIGHT YEARS !

i told jevan yesterday he grows on me more and more each year.

our marriage gets better each year,

we learn (more I) to be more patient, more compassionate, more willing to compromise.

he sees the very worst of me but still sees the very best.

he makes me smile more now eight years later.

there are still times i really would love to slap his face

but the good outweighs the bad in so many different ways.

he is the best part of me.

there is noone else that i could or would want to share this adventure with.

he is my rock and my best friend.