Eight years

Eight years ago, I stood with a nervous happiness as I faced you with my hands in yours.

Eight years ago, I said I do.

Eight years ago, I became your wife.

Eight years ago, we started our life as a family.

Eight years ago, our love was so fresh and delicate like the flowers in these photos.

Today, our love is as sweet and new.
It is still alive and growing stronger every day that we are together.

We began our family as three (one child and two adults). We are now seven (four children, two adults and one extremely curious cat).

I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Here’s to a lifetime of us.
I love you!
You are my sun.

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