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:)