Six Beautiful YearsSix years ago, my darling Steve and I were married. Here, to be exact.
It snowed that morning--the first time of the year. There was just enough snow to cover the grass and leave the world a delicate, pearly white. I have never smiled as much as I did that day. And I have never felt that beautiful.
I thought then that I was in love with him. I thought then that things were wonderful and perfect.
I had no idea.
There's so much more now. So much more depth to our relationship, so much more appreciation for him. So many more kids!!
I'm sure that 40 years from now I'll look back and laugh that I thought I really understood love here at the measly age of 29. But for now, I'm amazed just how happy we are.
Since he's (of course) gone today, I wasn't expecting a fabulous anniversary. Imagine my surprise to answer the door and find this.
Aren't they stunning? I feel so loved!!! Happy Anniversary, dearest.