Two years of marriage.
That doesn't seem like much on paper.
But that's seven hundred and thirty two days and nights together. That many days laughing, joking, singing, smiling... also that many days of talking through decisions, debating sometimes arguing. That many days wanting more time together and some times apart.
We are changing and growing with each new month -one of the joys of getting married early. My parents told us to wait until we were both done school, but here we are in school and living life - together. And all the more happier for it.
In these seven hundred and thirty two days, we have lived a year in Azusa and a year in Pasadena. I have become a registered nurse and work full-time. Dave is halfway through his program at Fuller and I'm halfway through mine at APU. Dave has written over twenty songs.
He learned a little Spanish and stopped. I learned a little guitar and stopped.
In the course of two years, we have been to five California beaches, San Francisco, Las Vegas, the Oregon Coast, the Redwoods, the Grand Canyon, Mammoth Lakes, Yosemite, and on our anniversary, the Channel Islands (which is where this picture was taken).
We have had thirteen people sleep on our IKEA sofabed over the course of two years. I have broken one plate, one side plate, and no cups! We have gone through 8 tubes of toothpaste, but are still on the same bottle of Windex (Erica would not be proud).
Seven hundred and thirty two days and counting!
U2 @ the Rose Bowl on October 25th, 2009. This is what 96,000 people in one stadium looks like.
