Happy 13th anniversary to US.
Marriage isn't easy. I say that, but I'm not sure ANYTHING is truly easy. At least not anything that is worth it.
Have kids. Babies are cute, they say. They smell good, they tell you. You can sit in a rocking chair and hold them while they sleep, and you look lovingly into their sweet little faces! Nothing is better than a little kiss from a little person... covered in snot and dirt! Okay, so maybe that last part is true. But having kids is not "easy." Adventurous, fun, frustrating, trying, awesome, exhilarating, and tiring, all in one.
But I'm not here to talk about child raising. I'm here to talk about how happy I am with Ryan and our marriage. Is he perfect? No. Because I'm not. I figure we are pretty much male and female equivalents of each other. Is our marriage perfect? Almost. Just kidding! Just kidding. But, I think it's pretty darn good, and that's half the battle.
We have led a crazy life together, and we share the same goals for our family and for ourselves. That is the glue that holds us together, really. These goals are rooted in family and in the gospel of Jesus Christ, so I figure we are all set!
I do have to say one thing: that more recent picture of us on top? You know, the one where Ryan looks incredibly handsome, and I look incredibly bloated? I don't always look that way (I hope). I was assured that it was a bad picture of me. It did encourage me to try to lose some weight, though. I don't look so good. The editor of the local paper took that when Ryan received the "Officer of the Year Award" from the local Exchange Club up here. That was an interesting event. I should write about that.