Today was awesome. My dad came down to help us install the first (and most important) 100 foot of fence in the back yard. Matt and I have spent spare time the last few weeks cutting the old metal posts and prepping the yard for a new, wood fence. We ordered supplies, rented equipment and planned the new line and this morning my parents arrived for the big project. It went up quick and mother nature even blessed us with a cool, overcast morning for our efforts. The new fence cuts our visual of the junkyard next door and will eventually wrap around our entire yard.
I'm glad that it has been such a productive day because in the back of my mind I have been dreading this day all week. Silas would have been 6 months old today. Perspective is a crazy thing sometimes. I have been thinking all week about what he would look like now, what milestones his dad and I would have witnessed and celebrated. He'd be chubby-faced, I would have spent hours adoring his smile, his little body, his personality. I would be comfortable in my role as mommy, figuring out this whole parenting thing.
Add to that the fact that it is Matthew and my 2nd anniversary tomorrow, but it feels like 9 years to me (in a good way, I promise). 2 years ago, I stood on my grandparent's lawn and committed myself to a lifetime with my husband, through good times and bad. It seems like we have had our share of both the last couple of years. We don't always get along or agree but we have something that nothing in this world can take from us and I am grateful every day. Happy Anniversary to my husband and the father of my child, I look forward to our life together and to all the good times ahead.
