Nine Years of Bliss...

Could it possibly be our 9th wedding anniversary? Where has the time gone??


I remember when we were first married, I cringed at the title of "wife" because it sounded so old. I quickly became "wifey" to soften the blow. Although sometimes I still feel like a newlywed, four children and a mortgage has its way of shoving those giddy carefree days out the door.


But with each passing year and through each trial and triumph, I feel a more mature depth and dedication in our marriage. It is a lovely evolution, and I am increasingly amazed and inspired by Paul's love and dedication to me and our family.

In this year of our marriage, to name just a handful... I have been most grateful to Paul for:

• Making a very busy resident schedule work by making the most of his time at home.
• Always making me feel like his top priority... even with a skewed time commitment.
• Helping me to simplify life and simply enjoy it.
• Being a super-dad, who is better at handling all the kiddos single-handedly in public than I am.
• Giving me frequent personal time to relax, regroup, and recover
  
• Taking special, watchful care of me in sickness, and in health...
• Sending me on a "you survived residency" trip... just me... to New York City... last week... lots of shopping... and some shows... (update to come...)
• Always reminding me about the things I do well when I feel the weight of my weaknesses.
• Being such a great texter during his shifts.

I feel completely accepted, loved, and cherished.

And at this rate, I'll never ever feel like an old, married woman. What lucky wifey I am.