It's funny to think that just four years ago, I did not know my husband. We had never officially met, and the one, the ONE TIME that we'd spoken in passing, he had taken a jab at me . . . a comment which, despite his being cute and well-intentioned, I hadn't really forgiven him for making. Little did I realize that one week from today four years ago, I would meet the man to whom I have been married for coming up on three years. Perhaps I'll write a more elaborate post on this subject a week from now . . . As for this moment, I am just grateful for all that God has given to me in such a short amount of time.