Twelve Years

Twelve years.

That's how long we've been married, you and I. That's how long we've worn these tiny but significant rings, how long we've shared our names.

In that time we've changed, our lives have changed. We have two beautiful children, two cats, three chickens. We have a house now and we have a minivan for shuttling kids to school, soccer, and softball. We probably could have seen it coming, probably should have guessed we'd pass from there to here, albeit so gradually. Foreseen that we'd endure a very few hard times, fewer than our share, really.

I wouldn't change it for the world. I couldn't change it -- it's you, me, us. It's perfection.