Bring Your Wife To Work Day.

Dan asked for my help at work last Friday. After a week of 12-14 hour work days he was exhausted and still needed to finish a job up. He was working on the entire interior of a house and asked me to come and clean the rooms that he had finished painting. I willingly went because I wanted to help him any way that I could.

Throughout the day, I would pop into the room he was working in to tell him that it looked amazing. I don't always get the chance to admire his work first hand. I am usually home with Logan or doing the paperwork side of things, but I was thankful for the chance to be reminded of all that he does for us everyday. Working with him for a day reminded me of the team that we are.

It made me think about the blessing of commitment. The blessing of just knowing that you have someone else there for the rest of your life. Good times and bad... I can count on the fact that he will always be there. And it hit me how blessed I really am to have that.

Blessed....

• To stand there at the age of nineteen, and promise him my forever. 
• To hold his hand on our honeymoon, excited beyond measure for everything that was ahead of us.
• To spend cold nights cuddled under a blanket because it was cheaper than heating a whole house.
• To be swept into his spinning hug when we saw that faint line that told us we would soon become parents.
• To spend nights with the close friends and siblings that filled our living room.
• To share secrets and dreams with.
• To buy our first Boy outfit after an ultrasound that felt like it would never come.
• To hold our baby together for the first time because I wasn't able to hold him by myself after hours of an exhausting labor.
• To look at house after house picturing our lives in each new place, and to finally see God's plan unfold as we signed the papers on our largest purchase ever.
• To have him assure me that it was perfectly normal that I cried more than Logan did after his first set of vaccinations.
• To have someone to unload the dishwasher so that I can load it up again.
• To go for the dream of running his own business when we weren't sure if it was the right decision.
• To trust God together in times that we don't know how the bills will get paid.
• To figure out the art of making it work even when we don't really want to.

Sometimes I look down at the ring on his finger and am overwhelmed with all that it represents. The years behind us and the years ahead. The commitment. The promise that no matter how good or bad life gets I will always have someone to share it with.

To cry together when things get hard, to hope together when things seem hopeless, to soak in every one of those days that just seem perfect, and to hold each other simply because we are blessed to be a team. This past year has brought it's challenges, but there is nothing as special as knowing we are in it together. All of it. As lovey-dovey as this post may be, sometimes I just need to sit down and remember how blessed I am to be living life with this guy by my side.