When I married Jeff, I knew that I was embarking upon the greatest adventure of my life. The day we got in the "silver bullet" (Jeff's car) and made our get-away to Gatlinburg, we knew that there was no turning back. In three years we have weathered many joys and many sorrows. In just three short years we became parents of the most beautiful baby tornado that ever lived, became closer to our church and the people in our church than we ever thought was possible, lost a child, a grandfather, a grandmother, and a father, endured sickness and pregnancies, and anticipate the joy of seeing Grace's tiny face in the next 3 months. What a ride, baby! In all that time, and with all that life going on, I have never, ever regretted marrying this man. He has been a refuge of strength and a joy that I never thought possible in marriage. I can honestly say that I love him more than the day we were married. Happy Anniversary, love!