Time Flies When You're Having Fun

We had our 6 month safety check yesterday, which means it's been 6 months since we were officially added to the "waiting list."  Everything went well and we met the new social worker with our agency who is in the Springfield area.  Which means we may be getting a support group of other local waiting families with our agency.  :)  We are now up to par with the state to keep our foster license for another 6 months.

Tomorrow is our 9th wedding anniversary!  My husband deserves a medal or trophy of some sort.  From the moment our happily-ever-after began, he started dealing with more than he imagined, I'm sure.  I've been adding gray hair to his head since he said "I do."  The man has stood by my side through 3 biopsies, 2 lumpectomies, back surgery, 3 surgeries for fertility issues, 2 failed IVF attempts, and 1 failed adoption.  And a house fire.  That man has walked through hell with me.  I know there have been several times when my happiness has come well before his.  I know he loves me.  Why?

Because he stuck around through 3 biopsies, 2 lumpectomies, back surgery, 3 surgeries for fertility issues, 2 failed IVF attempts and 1 failed adoption.  And a house fire.  Not to mention all the other smaller issues along the way.  We made the decision to let those things pull us closer together instead of push us apart.  We are lucky to have walked through all of it.  Not just that we survived, but we are lucky to have had the experiences we have had.  It gave us clearer perspectives on what really matters and helped us set our priorities right from the beginning.

Life is much different today than what I pictured life would be like when we were standing at the alter 9 years ago.  But the one thing that is the same is that I pictured us still madly in love, still best friends, still wanting to be around each other all the time. 

I don't know exactly what thoughts were running through his head at any given moment.  But I'm sure he had a lot of questions and doubts.  But you know what, I never heard him voice any of those questions or doubts he was facing.  He kept the "we will cross that bridge when we come to it" attitude around me.  And that is a big part of the reason I'm sane today.  That and because I have Jesus and friends and family who have supported us through it all. 

Our marriage isn't perfect because neither of us are perfect.  We have been spared some awful "what ifs" over the years.  Which makes me that much more thankful for every day of the last 9 years.  I wouldn't change one, because we were together for all of them.  I know I'm a day early, but Happy Anniversary Gus!  I love you!