Best two years of my life

Yes, my friends, it was two years ago today that I tied the knot myself. It was an unseasonably warm October Saturday and a great day to be with family and friends and celebrate our relationship and the things to come in our life together. Here’s us on our wedding day two years ago: (Photo by the talented Kevin Meyers)

I can hardly believe it’s been two years since we got married, but when I think about it, a lot has happened in that time. We’ve each lost a grandparent, we moved to Argentina and back, went through a career change, made lots of new friends, learned to really cook, started doing the dishes like real adults and still have managed not to break down and get a puppy. And we were both a little chubbier back then, too.

These photos were taken a few weeks ago by my dear friend Missy Cochran in honor of our anniversary — don’t we look different?

When Eric and I were dating, and people would ask us how long we’d been together, we’d say, for example, “Three years.” Then the other one of us would say, “Longest three years of my life!”

Truth is, though, the last seven years with him have been the very best years of my life. Happy anniversary, Eric! I love you!