life on the fence

two years ago today i stood behind those doors, holding onto my dad's arm and ready to walk into the unknown. as the doors opened, i saw the faces of my friends and family briefly before focusing in on the face of the man that would be my husband. little did i know at that moment exactly where that walk down the aisle would lead. i was hopeful it was the path to happiness, cognizant of the fact that trials and obstacles would be faced along the way, and full of faith that the God who had led me thus far would help me know how to step into my new role as wife.

it's hard to believe that it has been two years. in many ways it seems like a blur. in many ways it seems as if it's been in slow motion. in every way it has seemed undoubtedly right.