Happiness. 11 years worth.

I can’t pinpoint exactly when but I knew.  And if we’re being honest, you seemed to know even earlier.  We had only been dating for a few weeks, but one warm summer night you said those 3 words that every girl wants to hear with such sincere certainty that made my heart melt. I was leaving for my freshman year of college in just one short month but you assured me.  You told me that we would make it.  Those 4 weeks quickly passed and the eventual tearful goodbye was soon upon us.  That day was one of the hardest but your confidence in us was unwavering. You were my rock through those hard months of being hundreds of miles apart.

Even in those early days, I trusted you and your amazing heart.  I still do.  We’ve grown up and changed a lot in 11 years but it’s only made us closer. Stronger.  The boy that I fell in love with back then was definitely special.  But the man I am married to today is nothing short of spectacular.  Your heart of gold and love for Jesus are just two of the many reasons why I am so proud to call you my husband.  My bestest of friends.

Exactly 4 years ago, we stood overlooking the ocean and promised to spend our forevers together.  A day so special that has turned into a marriage that means so much.  This past year has been one of the busiest years of our lives but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.  Seeing us taking huge leaps toward our dreams through God’s grace is a blessing.  One that the word thankful doesn’t even begin to describe.  It’s an adventure that I completely treasure but even more so because we are doing it together.  Happy anniversary, love.