Happy Anniversary Squared

Eight years ago today I put on a sari for the first time in my life, and we got married.

Then a couple of hours later I slipped into my mother's wedding dress and we got married for a second time.

The life we've built together since then has been filled with the usual ups and downs.  Now we have these:

And we have this with a mini-van parked out front.

The arguments seem harder to resolve, some have gone on for too long.  Moments alone seem harder to eek out.   There are memories, so many memories.  We've gotten twisted and tangled in the daily upkeep of our family.  Our family.  

So even though you are half way around the world today and I'm here in our cozy home, let's try to remember those crazy kids who got married eight years ago today.  Let's try to remember how we felt that day surrounded by friends and family from all over the globe.   We had no big, grand plans for our life, just a simple life together.   Our life together.    

But it is grand.  Simply grand.

I'll close with the very last song played at our reception before we headed off to our rose petal strewn hotel room.

Much, much love,

Your Wife