C'est la vie {part deux}: Our 13th anniversary

Last Monday (May 20) was our 13th wedding anniversary.

13 years sure sounds like a long time. In some ways it seems like we've been together forever. Like we've never not been together. And then in other ways, it seems just like yesterday that we said our "I do's" and we were getting our photos taken, giggling at my uncle's nosy cows that had to wander over and check things out...

The thing is, 13 years is waaaay waaaaaay in the future when you're sitting in the church in front of all your guests, signing your marriage certificate to make it all good and official. You're not even thinking about a year from now, let alone a decade and some. I'm positive, the last thing I was thinking about was what we'd be doing to celebrate our wedding anniversaries down the road!

It's all for the best that our minds don't wander too far into the future thinking about those things on our wedding day. I might have had a heart attack on the spot! ha ha! Especially since the reality was, 13 years after our wedding day, I found myself sitting on the back of my hubby's quad, driving through black-fly infested forests, looking for big mud holes to drive through. Seriously, that was so not me then. And probably still isn't me now. But it's a lot more realistic then it was all those years ago! The idea didn't give me a heart attack, that's for sure!

We spent the May holiday weekend at our friends cottage. That's where the quadding came into play. Monday morning's quad ride was cut quite short and didn't turn out quite as planned by the boys. Which was all ok in my books. ;) We arrived back home late Monday afternoon. And after getting all unpacked, decided to go for a walk at the St. Jacobs Millrace.

I have a special spot in my heart for walking the Millrace. We don't do it very often. (Perhaps this is the only time we've walked it since we've moved back to Ontario?) The first time I was ever at the Millrace was when Keith took me when we started dating. That's why it's rather special. :)

This time we had the Maxter with us.... Who was more than willing to take some photos with my camera. But oh my! He is very jumpy and moves around alot which leads to blurry photos. And lately he's been insisting on kissing photos. We humour him only so we can get a normal photo of the two of us below...

See what I mean? JUMPY!!!!!...

He looks so grown up lately. Where did my little Maxwell go? He's hiding in there somewhere....

So 13 years have passed by. Filled with lots of good times. And some not so great times. Because that is reality after all. But the good far outweighs the not so great times, that's for sure. And 13 years ago I couldn't have predicted where our little journey would take us and what we would all have experienced. I just know that I love my Keith and I love my Max and I wouldn't want my life to be anything but what it is. Can't ask for anything more than that! :)

I'm so glad I have this guy by my side...