David and I were married 9 years ago today on March 23rd, 2002, the eve of my college spring break. We've almost been married for a decade? It doesn't seem possible, and yet I can't remember life without him. I was 19 and he was 22 (sounds like a country song). We waited 9 whole months for the day to come. Then we were ready for it to be over in about 9 minutes. I guess we were done with all the waiting! I don't think our March was quite as cold and wet as this one; haven't we seen 9 inches of rainfall this month? It sure feels like it, but the sun is shining this morning!
I'll never forget how you got down and washed my feet right in the middle of the ceremony; it was stunning, so unreal, and absolutely telling of the tender husband you would be.
We've done a lot of growing up since those early years, and without a doubt, our marriage will only get sweeter as we let our God continue to shape and transform us. I know it is only because of His resurrection power in us and unfailing grace that we are here today! Have you noticed how our spouse ends up bearing the brunt of our ugliness when it should be just the opposite and they be the recipients of our absolute best? Arghh. Thank you for loving and believing in me, David, in the good and bad! Life is a beautiful adventure with you. I love the twinkle in your eye and the way you throw your head, even your whole body, back when you laugh! How fun it is to dream with you and be loved by you.
I'm not certain how we'll celebrate just yet, but I do know we'll have 9 in attendance at small group tonight, so that is a start. :) You truly are a 11.4 (I should go with 9, but that just won't do!). Happy Anniversary!