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The big 13

Monday we hit another milemarker in our marriage...13!That sounds like a long time, but it really doesn't feel like it. It's hard for me to comprehend where all the time has gone.  One of my goals for July was to pull all the boxes of photo albums and actually get the pictures into their appropriate albums. Due to a lot of unexpected life stuff, that hasn't happened. But I did actually start this week, and was pleasantly surprised to look at a few pictures and realize just how busy our 13 years have been.
And our anniversary will always be special, but it's also our milestone marker for our "blessed years".  Eight years ago this past May we had to cancel our July plans for our 5th wedding anniversary and made a quick trip to the mountains and to visit family (we were trying to clear our minds and ease our hearts) before Bobby's bladder removal (which involved a 6 week recovery period). Those first few years after the surgery we fought the dragon of apprehension with each check-up and screening until we hit that wonderful five year mark and could return to 2 dr visits a year.
We are so blessed to live in America with wonderful doctors and medicine. I am so thankful that God has given us these extra years we feared were gone. And I'm looking forward to spending Monday with my best friend...he's still the one! :)

Comments

Jennifer said…
happy anniversary!
Lydia said…
Aw......happy thirteen years!!!!!

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