The thing I remember most clearly about my wedding day is how very excited I was to be marrying Scott, and how positive and optimistic I was about our life together. The future's so bright I gotta wear shades type over the top happiness. We were young(ish) and foolish and thank dog for that. Surrounded by our friends and family, we took the plunge and became husband and wife. For better or for worse, in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, in joy as well as in sorrow - wowzers - that's some heavy shit!
Before we got married, I remember thinking that Scott and I had already been through so much together. We had dealt with a lot of hard stuff, and we could conquer anything as long as we did it together. In retrospect, I had no idea what the definition of "hard stuff" was, but I was right that as a team, we could get through anything. And equally important, the support of our friends and family would lift us up on our darkest days.
We have done a lot of living in the last seven years. A baby boy on Scott's birthday and a baby girl on mine were the two best days of my life. Of course there has been tremendous stress and sadness as well. The road to Max's diagnosis of autism was heartbreaking. The ups and downs of raising a child with autism is a never ending roller coaster ride. But we are on this ride together, sitting side by side in the front car. And the ride keeps changing - some days it's a ferris wheel and other days it's the tower of terror. Every day we do our best, navigating unknown terrain. The key is we do it together, with a growing community of people who love and support our little family. Happy anniversary Scott!