eight years ago today i started dating my husband. sort of...kind of. well to be honest we had had variations of dates before, all of which pretty much ended with me crying. what can i say? it just wasn't meant to be at the time! that's always what he says anyways. i say i would have been more than happy to start dating him when i was seventeen rather than nineteen. but he insists we both had a lot more growing up to do.
it's funny that i'm recalling that right now because the other day i was thinking about how people change while in a relationship. and as i wondered how things like family, money, houses and children would change us over the years i selfishly thought "i hope my husband doesn't change too much - he's so great!" i think there is a part of me that worries if my partner changes too much...i won't like him anymore!
but today i realized that he has already changed SO much in the past eight years! and in fact he is an even better person. he's more caring, more motivated, and even better looking. in fact it needs to be said that i'm a bit jealous!
so here is to you my husband: to eight wonderful years together and all of the changes they have brought. and to many many more.