Two years ago I stood in the back of a semi-empty courthouse with a few of our close family and friends. I rushed down that tiny isle because I just didn’t want to wait another second not being your wife. It was nothing fancy, just love. We had nothing but each other.
Two years later married life has evolved into our daily routine of work and chaos. I want you to know that I don’t take it for granted, not for one second. Every once in a while, in one of my moments of having a nervous breakdown (daily) as your telling me to get my shit together, I can’t help but smile and think about this person who I met as a kid (has been in love with me since we were 12 years old, obviously), who is so strong, funny, handsome and calm, is MY husband. There are days where I just can’t even believe it.
These words don’t even come close to describing how much I love you. You love my crazy, dramatic, over the top self. Just one eye roll from you and I know everything is going to be okay. We’ve made some amazing memories and had some really shitty days, both of which I’ll happily go through as long as they’re with you. I’m so grateful for these fleeting moments in life that we cherish so much.
From going out to breakfast every weekend to watching our kids own the shit out of us, there’s not one person in the world I would rather be on this roller coaster of marriage with. We are so different, yet we’re exactly the same in so many ways. I thank God every day for bringing you into my life, I’m constantly trying to figure out what I did to deserve someone so selfless as you. I love you. I love us. I love our life together. Happy Anniversary.