As November rolled around, a part of me swore we were only married 4 years. But then I would repeatedly count the years on my fingers and come up with the number five. No way. Although my mind can’t wrap itself around the idea, based on repeated counts, we have surely been married 5 years. Wow. Four didn’t seem so old, but five is definitely old. : )
Five years, three kids later, I look at the man I married and I am so happy I waited, persevered, and saw the miracle that is Greg and I. It’s what brings a smile to my heart when I see our children, or when we have to face something difficult, or better yet, when I gaze over a crowded room and see his face. I’m glad it’s him.
I’m thankful to Jesus for His goodness in our lives these past five years. “Lord, You alone are my portion and my cup; You make my lot secure. The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; surely I have a delightful inheritance.” Psalm 16:5-8
For our five year anniversary we stayed a night in Lancaster, PA. We started off the evening at a lovely restaurant, stayed the night downtown in a quaint room overlooking the city (thanks to Greg’s parents!), and spent the following day antiquing in the antique’s capital of the United States and hitting Central Market for a Mennonite cookbook! (Greg knows me all too well.) We walked away with some lovely loot to refinish and restore. Here’s to good times ahead with my love.
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