Interesting factoid:  the traditional gifts for seven years of marriage are copper and wool.  Joey joked that he’d give me a skein of yarn and a penny…hehe:)

Wedding day, 11/23/2002

Seven years ago yesterday, I married my best friend.  I was over the moon, but also absolutely terrified.  I was only 21, and we weren’t even out of college yet.  I had never lived away from home, away from my parents, and I was terrified about leaving them.  But, I took the biggest, scariest (at that point) step of my life, and I’m so grateful I did.

Hiking Morrow Mountain, 2/2008

Waiting to board the ship, Cruise, 5/2008

Formal night, Cruise, 5/2008

Pulling back into port, Cruise, 5/2008

Camping trip with James and Shannon, 7/2009

We’ve been through a lifetime already in seven years.  We’ve moved to TX and back, we’ve survived two M.A. programs and a PhD program.  We’ve been unemployed, homeless (mostly), felt stifled and restless yet hopeful and full of dreams.

He’s the only person I can be absolutely myself with.  Love you, Joey:)

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