There's a fine line between writing a blog post about your five-year wedding anniversary, boring your readers to death, and revealing too much information about your personal life. There's a lot of lines, I suppose.
The bottomline, however, is that tomorrow Pete and I will celebrate five years of marriage. In a lot of ways I feel like we are just getting started: we have a young marriage and young kids, compared to all my old and shriveled friends whose kids have one foot out the door.
Right this minute I'm listening to Alex sing the Barney song out loud. Right this minute Mickey is sleepy-eyed in bed next to him. Right this minute Pete is visiting a very sick friend in the hospital.
And right this minute I wouldn't change any of that. I have two beautiful boys and a compassionate, loving husband.
(How's that for speechless?)