As I sit here waiting for my hubby of nine years to come home from studying at the library, I've had a few quiet minutes to think about our history. There's lots to it and lots more to come, but each year of our time together feels like a new layer. It reminds me of growth rings on a tree. Some of the rings smooth and some squiggly. But as things stand today, I cannot picture growing into who I am or D growing into who he is with anyone else. I feel that we have transformed each other in our own ways. He surprised me for our anniversary this morning by dropping the boys off to my parents and whisking me away in our truck up to my uncle's property where we had a mountain to ourselves. I will never be able to clear the image from my mind! Hours of quiet conversation, his guitar, Autumn sun. It is so cliche but so true that I love him more than ever before.
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What a sweetheart! I can't wait to hear about your trip that you're on right now... that's so exciting!
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