Chris and I have had these conversations about 100 times in the past years.
"Can you believe how fast time is passing?"
"Can you believe that [insert child's name] is [insert age] years old? Where have the YEARS gone?"
"Did you think that when you met me that this would be your life?"
"Can you believe that God has given us all of these [motioning to kids]?"
Anniversaries, for us, are a time of reflection. I can remember (I think) where we were for each one.
From our first, sitting at a fondue place in Chicago... 7 months pregnant, the day after Chris ran the Chicago Marathon. To this one, where we felt so blessed to have stolen a night away when Papa was in town, went to Fireside Pies, Starbucks, a movie, and then to a late-night breakfast (haven't done that since college) at Cafe Brazil.
I'm incredibly thankful to be Chris's wife. It's amazing to be with a man whose name is so respected. The more I know him, the more I'm excited for the years to come... for many more anniversaries to celebrate.
A good name is to be chosen better than great riches,
and favor is better than silver or gold.