This time last year my subconscious was beginning to wonder if Michael and I would make it to today, our fifth wedding anniversary.
Three months later, I consciously mourned the fact that I would never get to celebrate another anniversary with the man I so fiercely loved and hated all at once.
Today, I am eternally grateful that I was given, no...that WE were given another chance to get here. It has been a long, hard, sometimes gutwrenching and terrifying road to get here, but I am glad it happened. I am glad I am here. I'm glad he's here. And I am more than glad that we are walking that road together. Already the bumps are smoothing out and the road is becoming more pleasant!
Tonight, my mother in law will be hosting Billa for a sleepover while Michael and I go out to a fancy dinner and a movie to celebrate this momentous occasion. I'm looking forward to spending some time with Michael without a three year old wunderkind jabbering/bouncing/swinging/screaming/climbing/asking/snuggling around us.
Tomorrow, we'll continue to take steps on our journey, hand in hand.
Here's to another five and then some!