9 Years

9 years I got to marry my best friend.  9 years ago I never would have thought we'd still be in schooling of some sort, that we'd be in Texas, and that I'd be so exhausted as a mother (I was so naive)!  But as I look back at this adventure we've been on since then I can't imagine doing it with anyone else.  And despite the surprises it has been the BEST adventure.  It makes me wonder...where will we be in 9 more years.  (Really I'd just like to know where we will be moving next year).  I am grateful for the wonderful man I married.  He loves me and tells me every day.  He tries hard to balance his roles as father, husband, and provider.  He makes me smile and laugh.  I felt scared getting married, it seemed like taking a really big gamble on someone else.  I was so independent.  Sometimes I am surprised on how dependent I have become on someone else.  That's how it is suppose to be though.  I am grateful for Ben, the friendship and love we have for each other, and the foundation of the same eternal goals.  Happy 9 years babe!