14 Years

Fourteen Years.
I know I've said it alot, and the people who have been married with children for any amount of time already know it, but that ain't no joke! That is a LOT of blood, sweat and tears, both happy and sad, mad and overjoyed, blissed out and wanting out. Until you've been there, you just simply have no idea what you're in for, plain and simple.
I was thinking about how much I've grown. Leaps and bounds. I'm probably barely recognizable now, compared to who I was then. I was only 20, so that's not surprising, I guess. And of course, I am ME, at the core. There's no changing that except to get more and more fabulous. The things that used to entertain me no longer do. I can see past myself. I do not rule the world. The world, no matter how much Cullen tries to make it appear so, does not revolve around me. My highest joy really has nothing to do with *me*, they are experiences, and most of those are experiences outside of myself also. Most of them. ;) I feel bigger than I ever guessed I could or would, which came along with children. You know how it is...you give birth to the whole world when you have a baby. I have learned how to live within a long term relationship without losing my mind during the hard times (still questionable, probably), and how to enjoy him and what we have created and continue creating together as the holy thing it is. NOT holy as in BLESSED BY A CHURCH, but holy as in every relationship we have is so precious and sweet and...holy.
I am still learning.
I will never be finished!
I'm so thankful.
I can name 15 things that are easier than being married, but very few of them come with the rewards that come from being so bonded to someone and finding the joy, growing and loving and learning with someone else in such an intimate way.
Happy Anniversary to us!