So, 8 years ago, the man I love married me. Looking back, it's hard to believe we had no idea what to expect over the course of the next few years. The joys and the heartache that were coming. The ups and the downs and the tears and the laughter. The frustration and anger, and the sweet relief that only love brings.
Through fights and dealing with death. Through laughing and playing. Through infertility and adoption talks. Through moving again and again to follow our own path that was being lain out for us. To finding answers to our heartbreak, to getting a positive pregnancy test, to dealing with the aches and pains of the last trimester, to finally holding that baby in our arms and smiling through tears. Through dirty diapers and long, sleepless nights. Through changes in majors, and putting schooling on hold to enjoy those first few months of him. Through turning our lives upside down with new plans. To now, where we don't really know what the future holds... I wouldn't and couldn't have picked a better partner in this wacky thing we call life.
My husband constantly supports me and lifts me up. When I said I wanted to pursue photography again, he was the first person to say, "I know you can do it." He was also the first one to say, "Maybe you can support me for a while," with a great big laugh from both of us.
He doesn't think my ideas are crazy, and if he does, he doesn't say.
He is my best friend, and the love of my life. I can't wait to spend another 8 years, and another 8 years, and an infinite amount more with him. He is one amazing man, and I am blessed to have him.
We gave each other our gifts, and I think he was pretty stoked about the U2 tickets I got him, just as I was happy about the Jack Johnson tickets he got me... though I must admit I am SLIGHTLY(?) more stoked to go see U2... Anyway, we are going to have a fun filled summer starting in June when we get to go see a band we've both loved for years rock the Rice-Eccles stadium!
Here we are 4 years ago back in 2006 when we went to see Cyndi Lauper in Vegas.
I still love him to pieces. He is my soul mate. Truly. MADLY. Deeply. (Yes, I just totally quoted a Savage Garden song... as if 8 years of marriage didn't date me already!)