Happy Anniversary!

       Seven years ago today, I married my best friend.  We have been blessed.  So blessed, in fact, that I dare not even type it out here because it would most likely overwhelm me.  As I type this, Matt and I are separated by oceans and continents.  He is sleeping (hopefully) and I am listening to my 3 year old yell my name as she is trying to get me to return to her bedroom (even though it is way past her bedtime).  Despite the separation, I am more in love with Matt than ever.  He is my best friend, my partner, my companion, my comfort.  I love sharing life with him, and I thank God for bringing us together in this world.  For those of you who don't know Matt (or don't know him well), you're missing out.  He's the best!  (Maybe I am biased a bit, but he really is).  And so, today has been hard for me.  It was definitely harder than I expected it to be.  I missed Matt more intensely today.  I realized that this is the first anniversary we have spent apart.  We've missed birthdays and major holidays, but somehow the Air Force has not separated us on one of our previous anniversaries.  So, I am thankful.  I am thankful that this is the first time in our seven years of marriage where we've been separated on our anniversary.  I am thankful for the man I get to share life with...for the man I call my husband.  I am thankful that we are over half way through this deployment.  I am thankful that we can celebrate another year of each other!  I miss you, Matt, and I love you.

          From our dating years...