14 years ago today we were married.
14 years and seven children later, we’re still here.
still finding one another in the midst of the chaos and the noise.
this has probably been our most difficult year.
we’ve been pulled and stretched in ways we never expected.
our faith has been challenged.
our hearts have grown faint.
our marriage has been tested.
our integrity has been questioned.
we’ve lost each other.
we’ve found each other.
we’ve been great teammates.
we’ve managed things on our own.
we’ve been exhausted and overwhelmed.
we’ve been amazed and full of joy.
we still find each other when we reach out.
a hug in the kitchen.
a hand to hold in the van.
warms legs for my cold feet when we literally crawl into bed.
a smile across the room when one of the kids does something cute.
there are a lot of kids around so that happens often.
a tag team send off when one of us needs just a few minutes alone.
thinking back on that day, 14 years ago, we just had no idea. we would not have predicted any of this.
7 brown children.
for better or worse.
for richer or poorer.
in sickness and in health.
with more children than we could have ever imagined.
a few weeks ago we were able to slip away to one of our favorite spots near pittsburgh.
our most recent us. we still have fun.
“better than the promises is the day we got to keep them.
i wish those two could see us now,
they never would believe how
there are different kinds of happy.”
different kinds of happy, sara groves
’cause we bear the light of the Son of Man
so there’s nothing left to fear
so i’ll walk with you in the shadowlands
till the shadows disappear
’cause He promised not to leave us
and His promises are true
so in the face of all this chaos, baby,
i can dance with you”
dancing in the minefields, andrew peterson