It Is Written

Sometimes I wake up and forget I’m a wife.  Actually, most of the time I wake up and forget I’m a wife.  I think of our wedding day every morning. The days details are still so fresh resting in the front of my memory.  As the day gets farther away I feel myself trying harder and harder to remember every last detail. 

Today we got this…

As we opened it and hung it on the wall in our family room,  my heart felt heavy and tears welled up in my eyes….

It hit me – our wedding day details are everlasting regardless of their placement resting in my memory. I was reminded, I’m a wife, and it is written, and every time I forget I can sit in our family room and be reminded that I'm a wife =)

xxoo, more & most