The Tally.

11 years of marriage. 

7 miscarriages.

5 heart surgeries.

3 pacemaker placements.

3 houses.

3 church "homes."

3 weeks unexpectedly spent in a hotel.

2 kids.

2 preschools.

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.