8 years ago, I was 19. And getting married. I'm not sure how a youngin' like that made such a brilliant choice in husbands, but I did. Luck, I think. Certainly not maturity.
Since that day, a lot has happened. We are nowhere near where we thought we'd be 8 years later. Dreams change so much from age 19 to age 27. I'm sure I'll say the same thing in 10 more years after life takes us for a few more unexpected turns. But through all the uncertainty of life, one thing has remained constant: I am completely and totally in love with my husband.
A few wedding pictures for your enjoyment:
We had two receptions. One that my parents put on (seen above), and one that was hosted by my husband's parents in Idaho. Both were lovely. One of the best thing about getting married to someone from Burley, Idaho is that you are required to register at Ace Hardware. (No, really. You totally read that right. ACE HARDWARE.) I remember telling my future father-in-law that I didn't really want to register there and he said, "Well, that's fine, but no one is going to give you any presents." So, we did. When we arrived at the reception, before it began, there was a table of matching-presents already waiting for us. Ace delivers! Oh, it was the highlight of my day. We have had a few too many laughs over that.