Where Does The Time Go?

It really doesn't seem like so many years have passed since Dave and I first began dating.  However, when I look back upon how full the last eight years have been, they really have been chock-full of wonderful memories.  Beautiful places, wonderful people, and a shared history that has been built as a legacy of our life.  


Now, to be clear, that's not to say that we have not had our challenges.  In fact, we have also shared some of our most difficult moments, both personally and as a couple, in the past years.  However, through it all, we still managed to stay in love. These moments of trial and loss are also part of the amazing fabric of our new family.  They too must be appreciated for what they have brought to our relationship and our marriage.

Now we are embarking upon the next phase of our life together.  We are now husband and wife and, come October, we will move into our first real home together.  I say 'real home' because there is something different about this house than the house Dave purchased while we were still in our Undergrad.  Sure, that house is part of our history as well; Lord knows that with all the renovation we have done with our bare hands it could be nothing less than a full chapter of our lives! But to be honest, I never really felt that it was ever my house.  It was simply a representation of all the high and low moments and fierce challenges we have faced before becoming a married couple.


While contemplating the massive undertaking it would be to pack up our lives and relocate, I stopped upon a trio of pictures that I had framed for Dave a few years ago.  The one above was  part of the group. It was taken in our first summer of dating.  We were guests at Dave's cousin Jenny's wedding.  I had to laugh.  Oh, how young we look!  

That picture got me thinking... where does the time go?  Certainly I can look back upon the chronological documentation of our life and see what we have done to fill the years.  However, I don't really feel much older really.  Save perhaps the aches and pains I didn't seem to have once. I suppose that's what years of dance will do to you!?

 

The most amazing depiction of how the time flies is when I look back at pictures of Beans and Peanut.  I see how small they were and I truly realize how time flies. I can't imagine how fast time will go if we are blessed with children of our own! Peanut is starting her first year of high school and I still remember her being so small we practically lost her in blankets; now she towers over me.

 I would be remiss if I didn't say that there is a bit of sadness that comes with the photos of past. As if, there is something that we have lost that we will never regain. However, it only takes me looking at pictures from the present to realize that we are so blessed and life continues to become more and more rich. I find joy in continuing to count our blessings. 

The Journey Is The Reward

I never figured in a million years that I would be a blogger.  In fact, the extent of any form of journaling in past began and ended in the first five pages of the beautiful notebooks and dairies that were constant gifts when I was a child and young adult.  But alas, perhaps all I needed was a muse. Joyfully, it is my life that has become my muse.  

In the year and a half that Dave and I prepared and saved for our wedding, we had many conversations about the excitement that we shared for the new life we were about to begin.  We often reflected upon how magnificently blessed we are to lead the life that we lead; so much so that we even had a chance to sneak away from our wedding reception for a short walk to count our blessings while we watched the sun set.  

And so, here you find us.  We have been married just over a month and are now taking the next steps together into the future. I can only imagine how we will embrace it, but my hope is that we will greet it with joyful abandon.