Today marks the two year anniversary that Josh and I became legally married. To be legally married is much different than being committed, I've learned. Vows aren't just words to me. Perhaps they are to others. It was a lovely day. It was also the day that my boys and I moved to Davis County. That turned out to be a great blessing. We have met people and experienced things that have been so important for us. These things would not have happened had we not moved to Davis County.
May 13 is no longer a day that my boys and I will mark as an anniversary. It is, however, a day that we will celebrate tonight - one last time. We will celebrate the fact that we are a team of five and that, although deeply scarred, we have survived. We have chosen to get up every single morning and go and do. We have chosen to rise up. We have chosen to cry our tears, then to move forward. I am so proud of us. I am also deeply, deeply touched by all of the tender mercies that have been ours. We are blessed beyond words.
So, today for the last time we will celebrate May 13 as a day of teamwork, of deep devotion between my boys and I. Then, we will move forward and treat May 13 as any other day.