4 years. 208 weeks. 1460 days.
That’s how long I have been married to my husband.
On October 20, 2012 at 6:00 p.m. I married my husband, my best friend, my life partner.
We had spent the entire day alone (bad idea) until the moment I walked down the aisle to my smiling soon-to-be-spouse.
Despite what everyone seems to think, the wedding day wasn’t the best part of our marriage, it has been every single day after that day.
In the past four years I have had the best four years of my life because of one person, my husband.
Without that man beside me every single day for the past four years, I would not have experienced two cruises, my silly Corgi, my true passion (writing), and that every day can be a lot better because of one person.
The wedding day didn’t celebrate my marriage to him, it didn’t set the standard for what we would expect for the rest of our lives, all the days following have done that.
Without him I would not be who I am today.
When people ask me how I have managed to have a wonderful marriage I also respond with, “I married my best friend.”
Is it the most perfect marriage? Do I sometimes want to smack him with a skillet? Do I want to have my own space sometimes? Do we fight?
Absolutely. But nothing makes me want to quit. Nothing would ever be worth saying goodbye to him. Nothing would make it okay for me to go to bed and wake up the next day without him next to me. He has become my constant of everyday, he has become my sanctuary, he has become the reason I wake up every single morning.
No one said marriage is easy (because they would be damn crazy if they did) but, if you find the person who fits you best, it will be life changing.
Find the person who will change your life for the better. Find someone who makes you smile just by looking at them. Find someone you want to fall asleep next to for the rest of your life. Once you find that person everything else will be easy (somewhat).
Happy Anniversary, my love.