Thursday, December 13, 2012

Seven Month Anniversary

It's that time of the month. The thirteenth. Which means that exactly seven months ago, Jeremy and I were married. On a beautifully clear spring day in May, dear friends and loving family watched as we vowed our lives together forever and always. And much has happened since that day.
-we slept in the same bed for the first time
-we went on a cruise to the Bahamas for our honeymoon
-Grandpa died and we said our "goodbyes" in Colorado
-we packed up and moved to Idaho to work at a summer camp
-we made new friends
-we took an extended road trip through Moab, Utah
-we watched a friend get married
-we spent a month with my parents in Colorado
-we trekked back to Nebraska to friends with open arms
-we moved into our teeny apartment
-we got jobs
-we made a home

That's a lot to do in seven months. I don't think I've had that many life changes in several years. And while it seems daunting on paper, it's been doable with my best friend holding my hand. This whole adulthood thing is ridiculous. Quite a steep learning curve, but we're doing all right and we're figuring it out one day at a time. Heck, we've even educated ourselves about paying bills and Roth IRA's. Whew.

And now, as we head into another calendar year, I know we're yet again plotting our next move. And seven months from today, we may be in another state, at different jobs, at yet another phase of this unpredictable path of marriage.And we'll be okay.