4.

Now it's actually 4 years and almost two months...because, well, life.  

But, 4. 

4 amazing years. 

On this day, 4 years ago, we pledged each other our life and our love. 

We pledged to always fall asleep together (which we do). 

We pledged to love each other even through the worst of the worst times... when I've been pregnant or crazy, or just plain crazy, or where we both have our doubts on what we are doing in this great big world. When we've been injured by those crazy things we've done like taking out the trash. When we've been sick and have had to pick each other up, and help each other out. 

We pledged to lift each other up in those times. To change each others mindset. To remind each other to look in the mirror, to look around and realize how blessed we are. 

We pledged to hold each other hands throughout this ride... throughout the pregnancy and birth of two baby boys. Through their newborn stage, and toddler stage, and the stage where heads hit the floor in tantrums, and sickness invades the house... 

...and to hold each others' hands in the moments where life is just good. Where it's not a struggle. Where everything is working as we "intended" on the day that we pledged everything to each other. In these moments, we look at each other and tears are streaming down our face from laughing so hard at the beauty that is our life...in the beauty that is in our kids. We hear the pitter patter of little feet, the screams and the laughter, and the silence that indicates that something must be VERY WRONG (IE: little terrorists at work) and realize that one day we will miss the chaos and the noise but at the end of the day we still have each other, the same way that we did when it all began on August 19, 2011. 

At the end of the day, it all comes back to us. Best friends. Lovers. Partners (often against those crazy tyrants). Parents.  Four boys and a furry boy. A house that is our own. A life blessed beyond belief. Through the tough times and the times that are better than we could have ever imagined. Through bottles of wine and dinners, and times with friends sharing all that is good with us.

I couldn't imagine a life without him by my side. 

I would live through that day again in an instant, if only to re-experience all of the good that has come since that beginning point. Because that's often what people miss most when they are planning their wedding... that marriage is not the "end" of the wedding process. It's the beginning of a life together. 

So much love, and all of that sappy stuff. Can't wait to see where the next 4 or 40 years takes us...together.