on this very night…

okay, it wasn’t actually this very night, it was last night, but i keep saying that over and over to myself like i’m telling a ghost story around a campfire. but it’s not a scary story, it’s a happy story…or at least happily scary, because, admittedly, it is a bit frightening how quickly seven years can pass.

seven years ago yesterday, william and i looked like this:

just a couple of young, carefree kids who got all dressed up and said “i do”.

to celebrate, we decided to go back to the scene of the crime: we spent the night at the same place we had our reception, longfellows inn in saratoga. and it was beyond lovely. we had a huge dinner, we had an awesome room, and we had champagne and chocolates waiting for us when we checked in:

oh, longfellows. you still know how to pluck a girl’s heartstrings after all these years.

we also spent the day exploring the happenings in lake george. lake george itself was its usual touristy craziness, but we drove up to bolton landing and had a really nice time wandering up and down main street and sitting by the water staring at this view:

all in all, it was a beautiful day. and while we may not be 24 anymore, and our lives may be a bit crazier than we could have imagined, they’re also more wonderful than we could have imagined too.

i’ll take our white hairs and laugh lines over the youth any day.

here’s to seeing what the next seven years bring.

(layers courtesy of cgrossmeier)