I didn’t get around to posting but yesterday marked 11 years of marriage to my wonderful husband, Luke.
We were driving back from the Denver airport as we noticed it was almost exaclty the time of our wedding on east cost time. Luke was supposed to come home Friday night to Colorado Springs but due to airplane problems had to spend the night in Minneapolis instead.
Earlier in the week I was talking to a friend who, along with her husband, watches the girls for us when we go to our grief group. She had been sick for the last one and had been wanting to make it up to the girls. She suggested Saturday and then it dawned on me that it was our anniversary. So – we got to go out last night and we had a really nice time.
I had to laugh when I was trying to get ready to go out to the sounds of football in the background and screaming, hyper kids. Eleven years of marriage also brought three kids. There will be peace and quiet at some future anniversary.