… I married my best friend. I know it’s an old cliché, but I truly mean it. Our wedding photographer recently posted a flashback of our wedding day, and I pulled it up again this morning to get all choked up once again. The day was filled with so much love for each other, and for both of us from our most cherished loved ones. I can honestly say that October 17, 2009 was the best day of my life.
As we approach 10 years together in total, I can’t help but reminisce about all of the time we’ve seen each other through. We share so many memories — some of them amazing, and some of them challenging — but there is no one else I would have rather had by my side throughout them all. The last 3 years alone have been filled with immense change, adventure, and growth, none of which are ever easy, but my husband has a knack for making all of it fun and exciting. We’ve made new friends together, taken frightening risks (which all seemed to have worked out in the end), discovered the world as well as the beauty in our own backyard, and found a way to make a home out of each of the various places we’ve lived with our furry little family members. I am so lucky to have a partner who is truly that: a partner — sharing in life, in responsibilities, in love and in hopes and dreams for our future together.
I have no doubt that we’ll continue to face challenges in the years ahead, but also that we will make new and exciting memories while treasuring our ever-growing history together.
From an 18-year-old in a dorm room, whispering into a boy’s ear, “You’re my favorite,” to getting the chance to wake up every morning next to the man that boy has become — I feel like the luckiest girl in the world.