This picture was taken 7 years ago at approximately 10 PM. I had chocolate cake down my dress (not on purpose--I had made threats against such acts of ridiculousness), and I'm fairly certain both of our faces were hurting from this day of delirious happiness at such a rabble-rousing Baptist party, if such can be had. (Oh, it can.)
Seven years of learning, seven years of playing, seven years of shared heartache and success, seven years of serving the Lord together, and seven years of a lasting and infinitely growing love. Life is much more fun when you're living it with your best friend.
Happy anniversary, Mr. Gentry.
(I am fairly certain that I took care of the cake wrapped up in that picnic basket before we were out of the city limits.)