2 years ago...some days it seems like we just got back from our honeymoon, others it seems like
we should be old and gray settling into retirement.
God was so sweet to bring you into my life. The day we married was the most beautiful and sacred days I have ever experienced. Our lives tell a story of waiting on the Lord's promises and being patient enough to sit back and wait for Him to orchestrate the events in our lives.
To call you my beloved means not only calling you my husband, but my confidant and best friend. It means calling you the father of my children, of our 3 daughters. It means being vulnerable with you even when it's uncomfortable for me and listening to you and following your lead. It means laughing at your math jokes and crying over the hurt in our lives. It means playing cards in bed at night and spending the night in 24 degree weather in the Smokey Mountains.
It means sacrifice, love and tenderness. It means there is no one I would rather spend my time with and no one I would rather see when I close my eyes at night and when I open them in the morning. It means loving you with all that I have and all that I am.
I love you sweetie. Happy Anniversary!