Twelve Years

Twelve years ago:
I was 24. He was 25.
I had lived here a year. He had lived here most of his childhood.
We were kids. Maybe we both are still.

We rented a house right on the river, and spent the entire reception being chased by our photographer, while we fought the yellow jackets away from the food.

The years kept coming...
A few anniversaries came and went.

Oregon Coast (Seal Rock) first or second anniversary.

Then we took a leap and entered parenthood.

Matthew, Baby #2 - another in-and-out baby delivery.

Hunting for a Christmas tree when it was just us four.

And now we have three musketeers- and a richer life for it!

While we were still dating- Mt. Hood


We do NOT have a perfect marriage. Far from it. But we have a common goal.

Colossians 3 :¹⁴ And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity.