Wordless Wednesday - Eight Years Ago

Amazing how time flies.

Eight years ago this week, we were packing up our one bedroom condo loft in Chicago and preparing for a move to Minnesota.

We had one kid.  One (two-door) car.  One condo we couldn't seem to sell.  One fellowship.  One spouse with no job (namely, me).  No house.  And one room in my parents' house to live in.

And we were rich.  We had each other.  We had our sense of humor.  We had family and friends.

Today?

Still rich, really.  And still, in all the right ways.