Nick and I celebrated our 9th anniversary this year. The crazy thing about 9 is that it's basically 10 years, well, when you round up. How have I been married for almost 10 years? Once you get past 10, it all sort of becomes a blur doesn't it?
To celebrate this year, we spend half of a day hiking, one of our very first dates when we were teenagers: Punchbowl falls in the Gorge. It ended up being a lot easier than I remember, and so we hiked a little further. We ended up at the High Bridge, which was this creaky little bridge ridiculously high up.
When we went as teenagers, it was a hot day and we went swimming in the water. I got in up to my ankles and thought I was going to suffer from hypothermia.
For those that have gone to the LDS temple, this picture may look somewhat familiar.
It was such a fun afternoon of talking, laughing, and hiking. Felt good to remember all of the ups and downs of the last 9 years, and there has been plenty of each. Grateful to have someone who works hard with me at trying to be a good person and keep our family together.