Marry Me...Today and Every Day
Dear Jason,
While I realize you cannot see this entry on the blog, I am not necessarily writing this for you. I have already sent you a card, which will probably get to you no less than 2 weeks after today, and a package with a few extra goodies inside. I am writing this on the blog so our family and friends know just how lucky I am to be celebrating my 3rd anniversary of being married to the most wonderful man I've ever met.
Our paths crossed for a moment over 9 years ago. But we went different ways. Then, in the summer of 2006, we both checked into the Barracks. It was an immediate friendship that I will forever be grateful for. We had only been friends for a few short months when my father passed away. You were the first one to extend a hand and make sure I was ok. I never told you then, but it meant the world to me and I wanted desperately to tell you. But I didn't have the words then.
In September 2007, I stayed in town to celebrate your birthday with you and your amazing family. This was the same time your mom said, "Hey, I think you guys are pretty good together," or something along those lines. You told her we were too good of friends and didn't want to risk losing that. A week later, you called and told her she was right (as always happens when it comes to moms). We had a whirlwind romance of sorts and a year later, I got to walk up the aisle in the Quantico Chapel and say "I do" to the man of my dreams.
A month after our wedding, my sister called with the terrible news that my mom died. I don't think I could have made it through that moment without you. Again, in a time of crisis, you were my rock and I clung to you. Thank you for your strength. My father would have been proud to have you as a son-in-law, and my mother loved your from the day she met you. I know they are smiling down on us every day.
We moved from DC to GA, and then up to NC in a span of a year. Since we've been in NC, I think you have actually spent less than 1/2 a year in your own home. You missed the birth of our first child, but your presence via speaker phone in the OR will forever be one of my favorite memories. And the day you met her is quite possibly the best day I've ever had.
I cherish your beautiful mind. I am in awe of the uncanny way you connect with people...all types. I smile when I see you with our daughter, because I know just how much love exists between a father and his little girl. I hate the way you chew your ice, but I love the quiet nights we spend together just watching TV. I dread the days you are gone, but I know we are stronger as a couple for enduring the difficult times.
And though I've had to say goodbye to you again, I hope you know that with each day, my love for you grows and I know how truly lucky I am. You are my hero, my best friend, and my dear husband, today and every day.
Always and Forever,
me
While I realize you cannot see this entry on the blog, I am not necessarily writing this for you. I have already sent you a card, which will probably get to you no less than 2 weeks after today, and a package with a few extra goodies inside. I am writing this on the blog so our family and friends know just how lucky I am to be celebrating my 3rd anniversary of being married to the most wonderful man I've ever met.
Our paths crossed for a moment over 9 years ago. But we went different ways. Then, in the summer of 2006, we both checked into the Barracks. It was an immediate friendship that I will forever be grateful for. We had only been friends for a few short months when my father passed away. You were the first one to extend a hand and make sure I was ok. I never told you then, but it meant the world to me and I wanted desperately to tell you. But I didn't have the words then. In September 2007, I stayed in town to celebrate your birthday with you and your amazing family. This was the same time your mom said, "Hey, I think you guys are pretty good together," or something along those lines. You told her we were too good of friends and didn't want to risk losing that. A week later, you called and told her she was right (as always happens when it comes to moms). We had a whirlwind romance of sorts and a year later, I got to walk up the aisle in the Quantico Chapel and say "I do" to the man of my dreams.
A month after our wedding, my sister called with the terrible news that my mom died. I don't think I could have made it through that moment without you. Again, in a time of crisis, you were my rock and I clung to you. Thank you for your strength. My father would have been proud to have you as a son-in-law, and my mother loved your from the day she met you. I know they are smiling down on us every day.
We moved from DC to GA, and then up to NC in a span of a year. Since we've been in NC, I think you have actually spent less than 1/2 a year in your own home. You missed the birth of our first child, but your presence via speaker phone in the OR will forever be one of my favorite memories. And the day you met her is quite possibly the best day I've ever had.I cherish your beautiful mind. I am in awe of the uncanny way you connect with people...all types. I smile when I see you with our daughter, because I know just how much love exists between a father and his little girl. I hate the way you chew your ice, but I love the quiet nights we spend together just watching TV. I dread the days you are gone, but I know we are stronger as a couple for enduring the difficult times.
And though I've had to say goodbye to you again, I hope you know that with each day, my love for you grows and I know how truly lucky I am. You are my hero, my best friend, and my dear husband, today and every day.
Always and Forever,
me
Beautiful post. Happy Anniversary! We love you guys.
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