Six years. One house. Two babies.

The milestones of our marriage.

They’re easy to use in conversation… “Oh yeah, we bought a house and somehow we’ve already got 2 kids.”

But, the milestones miss so much though. They miss the day-to-day moments where we do life together, and that’s the best part.

Where we’re together probably more than most couples would ever want to be together because I’m a SAHM and you work from home. Quality time… Good thing it’s our love language.

Where you keep my head above water on those days where I’m positive the girls {ahem, Kennedy} have made it a point to make me want to go get a job, any job, just to get a break.

Where we have perfected snuggling at night. Little spoon, big spoon, legs here, arms there… and it’s so comfortable.

Where we get annoyed, and irritated, and frustrated because our life is real and it isn’t all rainbows and sunshine all the time.

Where we talk, and plan, and dream.

Where we chase each other around the house and tickle each other until we can’t breathe and I breathlessly tell you that I’ll kill you if you make me scream and wake the baby up.

Where iron sharpens iron and we encourage each other in our walk with God.

Where we act like complete idiots to get those amazing belly laughs from our girls.

Where we can just… Be.

So yeah, those milestones. They’re all kind of like the bread on a sandwich to me. Bread is good, but it’s all the layers in the middle that make a sandwich really great.

15 years of layers since I knew I loved you at the ripe old age of 14. More than half my life. That’s a really big sandwich.


I love you Mr. Donaldson. Thanks for loving me too, cheesy analogy and all.


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I’m a twenty-something wannabe city girl living in Tallahassee, FL with my husband and high school sweetheart, David, and our girls, Kennedy and Reese. I'm a financial analyst, much better with numbers than words, but this is my attempt at recording this wonderful, crazy life of ours.

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