Today is my first wedding anniversary. I was impressed that my husband remembered what day it was immediately after he woke up. Before I did. He gave me a kiss and said, “happy anniversary,” and then I remembered. Bleary-eyed and sleep-deprived, the day suddenly glowed.
If you want to read the vows I wrote for my wedding day, go here.
My husband is a good man. Hard working. Loyal. Attentive. Handsome. Intelligent. Deep. Spiritual. Evolved. Insanely talented. He’s a catch and I know how good I have it. Because he is perfect for me.
Our life together is all too often all too busy. We have to schedule snuggles and “alone time” is exceptionally rare. Yet, the chaos is manageable, it even makes sense, with him by my side.
Sometimes we argue, sometimes we don’t. Sometimes we agree, sometimes we don’t. Sometimes we move in perfect harmony, sometimes we don’t. But above all, at all times, my heart sings that my husband is my partner.
I found him.
He just “gets” me.
I found the one.