My wife Missy and I got married eight years ago. As I told her last night, just before we kissed at the top of a Ferris wheel, it feels more like eight minutes.
We have been through a lot these past eight years We've made great friends, lost others, been to weddings, and funerals.
We've had fantastic highs and terrible lows. Throughout it all, she's stood by my side and made each memory all the more precious to me.
I have noticed before, more than once, than the vast majority of my gratitude posts are about Missy. I love her, and each day I'm grateful for her. Each day with her we make new and wonderful memories.