Thomas and I celebrated our anniversary a little different that year. We were in a hospital room, admiring the miracle that had happened the night before. It was our four year anniversary. We were joyously holding our baby boy and realizing how our lives had just become so much more fulfilling. There was a new meaning to life. We were forever changed.
This year our anniversary falls on election day and this year Ethan will be nine years old. It’s so cliche but really, where did nine years go?
A Garfield cake is gracing our table this year and seven of his closest friends are bouncing their way to happiness.
We should all be so lucky. A healthy, bouncing baby boy and a dependable and loyal best friend (who just so happens to be my husband).
November is a month of reminders. A reminder that life is precious and God is good. He has given me all I need to be the person I was meant to be. A faithful and loving wife. A nurturing and virtuous mother. I am so very thankful.