The way we’ve long since run out of fingers on two hands to count the years together. The fact that, thankfully, picture quality has improved dramatically since then. The way we’ve added a whole lot of love — and a healthy amount of crazy — to our life along the way. The way we’ve gotten to grow up together, from high school to college, marriage to puppies and a house, and now these two sweet boys. The life we’ve built in all the ordinary days between the big milestones. The way he makes me laugh, and the way I get to watch him make our boys laugh, too. The way there are so many versions of us tucked into these 17 years. The fact that through all the ups and downs and changes, there is still no one I’d rather do this life with. Seventeen years down, and somehow the good just keeps getting better.
