Eight years together <3

Evan and I have been married eight years today. I think everyone says that if you had told them on the day of their wedding where they would be in x amount of years they would never believe you. We are no different. I think that my disbelief would have been a little different. My wedding day was not the joyous occasion it should have been. My mother did not want us to get married. There is debate about her motives but in the end, I spent the day trying to prevent her outbursts instead of enjoying my new husband and "the best day of my life". I wish someone could have told me in eight years I would be happy, secure, and (best of all) a mother. Evan and I have been through our share of heartaches, fights, and trials. We have had it rough at times but I think that makes us luckier than some others. I have always thought if things come easy to you you can never learn to appreciate it. I have never wanted the script of my life written out and predictable. Evan and I have had to love each other when the other was easily unlovable...yet we are still here together. When you fight for something like we have...you fight to keep it no matter what! I think I found one of the greatest men on earth for my husband. I secretly believe that if there were like 5,000 clones of my husband (personality included) that the world would be a place of love and peace! I can only pray that Eli becomes a man like his father. My Maddie will be the epitome of a "daddy's little girl". My babies will never know a world without someone who loves them. What a relief!!!