I am so thankful I get to do life with this man, my husband, my best friend. Life isn't always easy, but the struggle is worth it with him by my side and any burden is lessened because he shoulders it with me. When I can't find my strength, optimism or joy, he brings it to me — and makes me believe again.
These past two years have been filled with more stress than perhaps most newlyweds face, with three moves (San Diego to Florida to New Jersey, and soon, to Alameda), just as many job changes, and other personal health obstacles we weren't necessarily prepared for. But we've also had marvelous adventures in new places and met some wonderful people; all great memories. Yet it's truly those mundane moments — whether we're having meaningful conversation over dinner or we're drinking wine on the couch, being silly and belly-laughing to our core — those are some of the times I cherish most. In the good times as well as the bad, I'm reminded why I love my sweet hubby so much and why I'm lucky to call him mine: He's my anchor, my cheerleader and my soft place to land. Truly, my everything.
Two years down, forever to go.
