On October 8th, Michael Paul and I celebrated our eighth anniversary. We had big plans to head on back to Chattanooga to celebrate. We were all sick the week before and somehow thought we could tough it out and make it happen. The morning we were supposed to leave we decided to quit fooling ourselves. The trip would have been miserable. We were all still sick. So we stayed home and rested. A rather disappointing anniversary. The joke was of course that the whole time we lived in Tennessee, we would head to the North Carolina mountains to celebrate our anniversary each year. Then when we finally live here and decide to go back to TN, sickness keeps us stuck here.
But alas, the horrible anniversary has redeemed itself. Yesterday, all the stars aligned. Michael Paul was off work. We are all feeling much better and sleeping better. The kids were in fabulous moods. The weather was perfect. And this week is the peak of fall colors! So in a moment of spontaneity we decided to drive on up to Mount Pisgah for the day. It was beautiful and awesome!
We enjoyed a little hike
Took in the awesome scenery.
And by some miracle managed to get a last minute reservation for a window seat at the mountain top restaurant. The food was great. A cute kid and an awesome view!
So we officially declared it our anniversary celebration. Wow! Eight years. Ups and Downs. Highs and Lows. Sickness and Health. Infertility and now two amazing kids! Traveling all over the country. Job changes. Buying our first home. Selling that house to move to our heart's home. And many leaps of faith in between. When I think about all we've been through, I am amazed it all fits in the span of eight years. In some ways, it feels much longer. And yet even the bad has turned for good. Lots of good. It's been a good eight years. Here's to many more!