{ eight years is not that long }

In between the start of the school year and preschool transition and tending to said preschool student while she had the stomach-flu, Brian and I celebrated eight years of marriage on Tuesday.

Can you believe that?

Eight years.

We were babies when we got married.

It has passed in a flash.

There is not a day that goes by that I don't realize just how blessed I am to be married to him.

He is a man after God's own heart.

We have been blessed beyond reason.

And you know, eight years is not that long.

Not in the eyes of eternity.

Which is exactly how long we'll be together.

Happy Anniversary, Brian!