Seven Years

It doesn't seem possible that it has been seven years since we said I Do. We have been together for 10 years. Bret and I were 19 years old when we met. I think about who I was then and who I am now. I think about who Bret was and who he is now. I don't know how much we will change from 30-40 and 40-50 but I do know that from 19-29 we have both changed a lot. From irresponsible, partying, freshman college students to who we are now I sometimes don't even recognize ourselves. We have grown up together. We have become parents, a doctor and college administrator.

In the past seven years we have:

• moved 4 times
• bought and sold a house
• owned/sold 5 vehicles
• been pregnant 4 times and had 3 children
• graduated from school 4 times
• said goodbye to loved ones (sometimes forever)
• struggled through family crisis'
• survived parental marriage problems
• had 4 different jobs
• changed income levels so many times it makes my head spin
• racked debt up/paid debt off/racked debt up/paid debt off/etc/etc
• went on 2 cruises/Disney World/NYC/DC/Chicago/Colorado/Atlantic City
• had our hairline recede beyond the point of return/got our first grey hairs
• been at our lowest points ever (luckily not at the same time)
• laughed until we cried
• cried until we laughed
• owned a dog and a bunny
• felt like we have been married for 50 years
• wondered how seven years could have gone so fast

I don't even pretend to know what is going to happen in the next seven years or the seven years after that. I do know that the only person I want to spend it with is my husband.