Fourteen years ago today, on a gorgeous and humid afternoon in Nashville, surrounded by friends and family, I married the man God intended for me. He didn’t promise it would be easy, or perfect, but it would always be good.
I knew we’d explore life and the world with the same excitement….
I knew I’d laugh….
I also knew he’d be a great dad.
But I didn’t realize just how much he would become the center of my life, and our family life. I didn’t know I’d love (and more importantly, like!) him more every day we’re together. I didn’t know he’d be my biggest cheerleader and challenger. He is the constant and steady in a life full of ups-and-downs, my unwavering strength when I need it, and even when I don’t. I learn from him every day, and through him, I’ve learned to know and love myself.
We aren’t always lollipops and roses, but I know he’ll never leave my side. That’s a huge feeling of relief and security for a person with abandonment issues (geez, here I go over-sharing again!). I know he is the perfect dad for our kids, and I can’t wait to watch them grow, with him by my side. Life is good, sharing it with him.
So happy, happy anniversary, my sweet and glorious man! I love you.