…yesterday was Our Day…a day of reflecting, a day of looking back. Wow things are different….they look different and we act different…a good different…a great different. The day was normal to say the least. Work, kids, grocery shopping, quick phone calls & short texts to each other. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, I love our normal. I don’t know if it is our maturity, our experience or our comfort in each other, but sometimes it feels like maybe normal is the new romantic? It was one of the busiest days for him in months, seeing each other only a couple hours out of the 24 that was supposed to be ours. Sure, this weekend the kids will spend a few hours with family and we will celebrate but we joke that we didn’t really feel married until a few days into it, so we can celebrate it a few days later.

My point is…every day is ours. Sure its not all sunshine and we make mistakes, but we love each other that much and want to spend the rest of our lives together. At the very end of the day, when he got home much later than normal, I opened the door to a man I know very well, a man that its taken me 9 years to get to know and there is so much more to learn. I think of the boy that I married, and as much as I love that boy….this man knows me…and he knows what makes me happy. Standing there with not a dozen roses like years past but a simple plant for my garden. How beautiful that every time I see the new daisies that will bloom in my garden, I’ll think of the year that rest and comfort took over in our marriage. Where expectations were a thing of the past and we were able to laugh about where we’ve been and be excited about where we will go. Because next year I’m sure things will look much different all over again…