My love,
Three years ago, we became husband and wife. We had a wonderful wedding that made us both laugh and cry, which is exactly what I wanted. I wore a princess dress and had all the beautiful pink flowers I always dreamed of. No one exploded during the wedding (which was a legitimate concern…). You cried so hard as I walked down the aisle that I couldn’t look at you. It was pretty much perfect.
But, love, as incredible as that day was, the three years since then have been amazing… all because of you. They have been very different than we’d anticipated. We actually fought less than everyone told us we would, but we had other more difficult matters to deal with. We’ve had health issues and a car accident and a pink slip to reckon with… but that was okay because we always stand by each other and take care of each other – maybe even more so when there are bad things happening. You have been incredibly patient with me… throughout my year of unhappiness at that job, dealing with at least weekly (and sometimes daily tears)… during each and every time that I get frustrated and stressed and entirely caught up in the details… when I have been hurt deeply by other people… You took care of me when I had my wisdom teeth out and when I had a stomach bug. You always get the heavy bowls off the top shelf that I can’t reach. You make me laugh so hard, and I love to hear you sing. You are always my white knight.
I feel incredibly blessed to be married to someone who can communicate so well, is so self-aware, and can admit fault. Your humility teaches me constantly, and I think I am starting to learn that I don’t have to be right all the time.
In so many ways, we are so much alike. We have a million little inside jokes and so many “remember when” stories. On the other hand, though, you are my polar opposite. I think that balance causes us to be a perfect fit while simultaneously driving each other crazy at times. I know, though, that you have made me a better person, and I pray that I have shaped you, too.
You are truly my best friend, which is part of what is so hard when you go out of town. Not only does my husband leave… my best friend does, too! You are always the first person I want to tell things to and the one I call when things go great or terrible. My favorite place to be is wherever you are.
Happy anniversary, love. You have made the last three years wonderful, and I look forward to celebrating years and years and years together.
