This is 7 years...

You meet the boy. You date. You meet the family. You fall in love. You break up. You grow a little, learn a little & you get back together. You move in. You marry. & then seven years later life looks like this. 

Pretty picture perfect if you ask me. 

But, it hasn't always been easy. Honestly, sometimes it been down right hard. We have our disagreements, fights, and we have even gone to bed mad. Hell, probably woke up just as mad as we went to bed but that doesn't mean I would change a thing. At the end of the day, it's been the best 7 years of my life. I mean, I get to kiss this man anytime I want to---whether he likes it or not.  

As I look back over the last seven years there are so many things to be grateful for but one of the things that I value the most has to be Justin and I's time together, without the boys. It's easy to get caught up in all the day to day life and let your kids consume your every being and admittedly, I do it all the time. I sometimes forget that the best thing for my boys is to have them see me put their father first, even above them. To show them just how grateful I am to this man---my husband, their father.

The time that we have alone reminds me just how much I love this man as a husband, not as a father but as my partner in life. I treasure these trips as they have given us time to really talk about us, about the boys and about our future and what we want for our family. We talk dreams. We talk reality. We talk about how we can make our dreams become our reality.

And through these talks one thing remains consistent-US--the four of us. I have learned it's not WHAT is in your life but WHO is in your life. Everything that I need in life, I have. Don't get me wrong it's nice to have some of the wants and share that with your family but if it was all taken away from me tomorrow we would be fine because we would have each other. I'm not sure as to why it has really taken me 7 years to really, truly understand that but it has and it's something that I hope I never let go of.

I mean, who knew that a conversation which started with a "you're the girl" would look like this so many years later...I sure didn't but I couldn't be more thankful that it does.

Here's to many, many more years of US---we're like a good wine--we get better with age. Maybe I should say, we-re like a good cheese, as I relate more to cheese than wine.

Happy Copper Anniversary. Thanks for loving me---my many flaws and all.