This month marks the third anniversary of getting ready to really become parents. It’s our third anniversary of knowing J, our third anniversary of really figuring open adoption out. It’s also the month of our actual wedding anniversary, which is actually this weekend–we are going out tonight to celebrate seven years of being married.
If I had had a crystal ball the weekend of my wedding, and I could have looked into the future, into the summer of 2008, I wouldn’t have believed this is my life. I don’t think I could have even have dreamed of it all–I don’t know what I would have pictured that sweltering weekend in 2001, but it wouldn’t have been as good as it really is now.