Eight years ago on this day, I became a wife.
Best. Decision. Evah.
If I'd have known everything that was going to happen and all the giddy and crazy and worrisome and hysterically funny and hysterically hysterical and angst-filled and thrilling and poopy and annoying and gleeful and fatiguing and light and sickly and curse-worthy and victorious and quiet and LOUD and breath-taking and simply beautiful moments of these first eight years, I'd do them all over again without any hesitation. I may not have liked some of them, and some I wish I could live over and over again; regardless, they have been worth every second...because they are with you.
Thank you for asking, my love. Thank you for asking.