Today, my hubby has reached a major milestone: the top of a hill most archeologists would date back to 25 years ago. But to me, it’s not a hill: it’s a pedestal.
Happy birthday, B. The “butter to my bread, the breath to my life.” My partner in crime. Thank you for you: for saving me from vicious spiders, for eating my terrible cooking with a smile, for lending me your patience when I’ve none left, for being the most awesome father to our two boys, and keeping laughter alive in our house.
Nine years ago, I made the easiest decision (and most important) of my life.
I said “I do” to Bryan.
Well, actually I made the decision to marry him long before then, but it was official on Sept 17th.
This is yet another time for me to brag, folks. Fair warning.
It really was an easy decision. I knew Bryan was the only one for me. The best choice I could ever make. The best father I could ever ask for for our children.
Nine years later, it’s incredible everything we’ve gone through, and the love between us is infinitely stronger than on our wedding day. Didn’t think that was possible on that hot day in September all those years ago, but it’s true.
I can honestly say we’ve never had a major fight. Not one. Disagreements, sure. Tested each other’s patience, of course. But never a fight.
Respect is the foundation of our relationship, which is why I think we’ve never really fought. I value his opinion. He values mine. He tells me he’s proud of me, and I remind him every day how much I love him. He supports me even when I’m crazy, and tells me I’m beautiful even when I’m sick. He’s the one I go to when I don’t know what to do.
My Happy Place… with Bryan
He’s my happy place.
Here’s to my love. My inspiration. My boo:
Where does the time go? You’ve made my life so rich with love, so warm, and more than I could have ever hoped for.
I love you, Bryan. Happy Anniversary.