Eight years ago today we became our own family. We were mercifully blind to the future, standing on the foundation of the past, and basking in the glow of the present. We pledged love and forever to each other, with absolutely no idea of what that really meant. No one ever knows what God has in store for them when they say those timeless words. God has showered blessings immeasurable down on us over the past eight years, and He has led us down some shadowy paths as well. But the words we spoke in blind faith and love have held true. I certainly never would have dreamed that this anniversary would see us expecting our fourth child in just a short time, or you working 50-60 hour weeks as an exterminator, or us living in Indiana of all places. God is merciful to not show us everything at once. This road we’ve walked has been something of a roller coaster, hasn’t it? But then, I always do feel braver with you at my side, so bring on the roller coaster. I hope and feel confident that God will eventually bring us a time that rides more like the Tin Lizzies with no bumps or turning upside down, but for now I’ll ride this roller coaster called life with you, as long as you promise to hold my hand. I love you, Clayton Frederic Hall, my husband. I thought on 6-3-00 that I loved you as much as I could, and I guess for that point in time, I did. But I’m so thankful for the way our love has grown and matured during these last 8 years, and I am amazed to think that God could use the next years to grow and mature it even more. I can’t wait to see what that looks like. Happy anniversary, Clay.