Thursday, June 28, 2012
As we set out on our fifth year of marriage, we have a 6 month-old foster child and are perhaps 5 weeks from the arrival of a firstborn son. That my wife can put up with me, a 20+ lb infant, and pregnancy (and a semester of teaching horribly recalcitrant adult students) is a testament to her inner strength. We could not have known four years ago what this would be like, so I suspect we also can't properly imagine what four more years will bring. There is much to be done and much to be grateful for, but in this moment I will savor a brief rest and reflect on my good fortune.
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Yesterday, year three of marriage gave way to year four. It hardly feels like any time has passed, yet over a thousand days lie between here and there. And however we perceive the passing of time, we are different now than when we began. (And by that I mean a lot more than just that appendix that went missing three weeks ago.) It may only feel like the journey just started, but that's okay: I never want it to end.