Tomorrow marks the six month anniversary of marriage for Ross and I. Unbelievable. When I look back over the course of our relationship, time hasn’t seemed to occur in a rational sort of way. When we first started dating, time went by so slowly: we spent half of our first two months together away from each other because of Thanksgiving and then Christmas break. Time went by painstakingly slowly when Ross worked at Discovery School – during his six months there we communicated more by handwritten letters than anything else. How else do you talk to a boy who lives 5 nights a week in a tent full of teenage boys? But God worked out that time for good: we appreciated our time together more after that and now I have a wonderful stack of letters to remember it by.
For Ross, I’m sure my junior and senior years went by slowly as well – he being graduated for 3 years already and just wishing I’d hurry up and be done with school. Throw a couple of breakups in the mix and finally we’re back together and thinking about marriage. So the question gets popped, the ring gets slipped on my finger and then: the engagement wait. I thought for sure that 8 months would be agony, but it turned out to be just the right time to get everything planned and perfected, and before I knew it, I had one week left and wanted to yell “Slow Down!!” But God even orchestrated this perfectly and nothing was left undone for the big day – even the abating torrential downpour that had begun 2 days earlier.
Ever since then time has flown. Since October we’ve travelled across the country and back, moved into our rental house, joined our church, visited family, spent our first Christmas together, rang in 2007, road tripped down to Florida, bought a puppy and a new house, and now here we are, trying to settle into our new place and celebrating our six month mark. I’ve loved the ride up until now, but I won’t be disappointed if it slows down for a bit so I can enjoy the scenery a little more.
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