I confess that, as of Friday, I’ve now been married to my husband for five years. This seems like such a long time for someone who’s only 25 but, on the other hand, these last 5 years have passed by in the blink of an eye. John is my best friend, and we have so much fun together. I know this sounds cliche, but I can’t imagine living life without him. He challenges me to be better, discourages me from putting myself down, and loves me on my bad days. These last five years have brought trials that I never saw coming, and more joys than I can count.
I confess that I’ve laughed every day for the last five years because, somehow, he can make anything funny. He’s good at everything he tries (seriously!). He can pull people out of their shell and get them talking, and he isn’t afraid to skip the small talk to get to the heart of someone. He is full of so much goodness, loving me more than I deserve, and seeing the good in everyone around him. The gentleness and patience he shows our boys is something I try to imitate daily!
We share a love for adventure, hence our most recent holiday to Barcelona with a toddler and a baby in tow. We’ve traveled to 9 different countries, and moved 7 different times these last 5 years. Some call us crazy, and maybe they’re right! I always tell people that we’re a lot alike, but that’s only partially true. Of course we are different in some ways! He’s outgoing and I’m more introverted. He burns, I tan. He likes mussels and oysters, I don’t. I like coffee, he despises it. But as I sit here thinking of differences, I’m coming up with a lot more similarities! We share a love for cooking, reading, exploring, and everything relating to our two boys. We try hard to be on the same page and communicate honestly with each other. We are unconventional, not often doing life in the way people expect. But we are a perfect match, and every day I see how well our unique qualities complement each other.
God really knew what he was doing when he made John’s path cross with mine. It wasn’t love at first sight, but a strong friendship that started the whole thing. Some regret their high school years, but me? I’m just grateful I was able to meet John when I was 16. It’s like we’ve grown up together (and probably still have some growing up to do)!
Happy Anniversary, John. You make my life so much richer. I can’t wait to see what the next 5 years bring (and the next 5, and the next 5, and so on!). I love you more than I know how to say <3