Ten years ago I was engaged to another dude. Yeah. Dude pretty much sums it up. "Dude! What was I thinking?" and "Dude was so wrong for me." and "Dude, I am so glad I didn't marry him."
Ten years ago I never would have imagined that my life would turn out like this.
I didn't know I'd be a pastor's wife.
I didn't know I'd be Troy's wife. (One in the same, I haven't decided that polygamy is a good idea. Because good gravy one husband is enough for me.)
I didn't know I'd have these boys...
And that they, in turn, would have my whole heart wrapped around their tiniest of fingers.
I didn't know that Garrett would be so elementary GQ.
Or that my second son's eyes would sparkle with the depth of the choicest fondue.
I didn't know that my then pastor's son would steal my heart and give me the two best boys to love and raise.
And sometimes I wonder what we will all be ten years from now.
And I simply cannot imagine it.