Twelve years is really nothing in the whole grand portrait of history, but for me it is an enormous dozen for sure. I was the first in my family to graduate from college, which I later followed with a Master's degree. I bought my first AND second house, got my first real job teaching elementary school (then transferred to middle school), and have traveled to several interesting places and met many interesting people as well. The most amazing experiences I have had, though, are all related to the pregnancies, births, and raising of my three wonderful children. I can't imagine a gal more blessed than I to be able to help them on their tender road to adulthood. Abby, Adam, and Charley are all good-natured, friendly, and motivated. Though each of my babies have their own distinct talents and quirks, they love each other and are best friends. Right now, as Paul watches a movie and I am typing this post they are upstairs giving each other a facial and "relaxin". Of course, all of this is because two people fell in love. And decided to stick it all out together. Sometimes, I dream of how awesome it would be to have another wedding. Reliving the joy and magic of that first day as husband and wife would be really precious. Yet, I believe that can't be duplicated. All of the emotion wrapped into a wedding stems from the hope and endless possibilities of a future together. We have shaped our lives, experienced sharp pain and many great delights, but each day is in itself a great joy. To share this life with Paul, and now Abby, Adam, and Charley...is my heart's highest elation. Whether it is sitting on a beach with friends, on a magical Disney vacation, listening to the pastor in church, or falling asleep at the end of a tired day--it is all that I ever really wanted in my life. Happy Anniversary Paul. Here's to the next dozen!
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