8 years!

Today is my anniversary. I have been married for 8 years. That seems amazingly unreal, and yet so ... real. Right. I'm having a brain-dead moment, and I just don't know the right word, but it's the feeling that it's always been this way, because this is what was supposed to be. And at the same time I still have brief moments where I feel like I am playing house, or having a very vivid dream, or watching a movie or something. 8 years? 3 kids?!? Me? Really?