11 years of marriage.
5 heart surgeries.
3 pacemaker placements.
3 church "homes."
3 weeks unexpectedly spent in a hotel.
2 hip replacements.
2 sets of ear tubes.
1 massive house fire.
A GOD WHO KEEPS BINDING US TOGETHER.
This marriage thing is tricky, but, I tell ya, if you have God at the center of it, it's a whole lot less tricky.
Someone once told me they didn't believe there was a "right one" for everyone; but instead, the one you choose to "work to make it right with."
Thanks for choosing on August 31, 2003, and re-choosing every day since then, to work to make it right with me, babe. I love you.