9 Month-i-versary!

Nine months ago today, I walked down a long, grassy hill with my Mom and Dad. I asked them how this had happened- how did we get here already? Tears filled our eyes as we walked in step and treasured these last moments before they gave me away.

I didn't expect walking down a hill-turned-isle to be one of the most important moments of our wedding day. I hadn't really thought about how I would feel in that series of moments. But I am so grateful that the isle was long, and that I have the parents I do. I'm so thankful that they walked me to the place in my life of marrying Jake nine months ago, and that even though they gave me away, they still walk so significantly with me.

And as to the man I was walking towards- I love him more and more. I love talking in bed with morning breath, and laughing over a pile of laundry taller than my bureau. I love dreaming our big dreams and talking our big talks, and I love our little looks and giggles too. He knows my ugliness and loves me in spite of it. He is my favorite.

Here's to another 9 [million] months of family and marriage and love. Happy Monday.