Today marks two milestones in the history of me. First, this is my 100th blog post right here. Second, today is my 8th wedding anniversary (and my husband's, but I guess that goes without saying). There is a .2% chance my husband will read this blog post, but I thought I'd write a few things about him anyway.
You know those old song lyrics that go "I love you more today than yesterday?" I've heard a million different versions of that, but I'm not sure I believe it. I look at this picture, and realize that on that day 8 years ago my heart was so full of love for that man that I don't think what I feel today is in excess of that.
What I do know is that after 8 years of marriage, the love I feel for him is deeper, stronger, and more grounded in a respect for his character. I don't think I love him more, but I think I love him better.
I guess what I'm trying to say is, I'm extremely blessed. We got married 5 months to the day after we met, and for many people that would've been disastrous. I wouldn't suggest it, generally. If he had been anyone other than who he is, if his unwavering love for family and God had been less that what it is, if his work ethic had been more typical of his generation, if his character had been less what what I expected, after the wedding would have been a terrible time to discover those things. Instead, I've found that he is so much more than what I expected.
His primary goal is to make the best possible home for our family, to protect us and take care of us and to be the best man, husband, and father he can be. No amount of nagging, fighting, cajoling or ignoring could've have turned him into that, it's just how he is. I think I may have had an inkling of that 8 years ago today, but I didn't know the depth of it.
I think marriage should be a partnership in which both parties look out for the well being of the other 100%, reserving nothing and holding nothing back for themselves. Sometimes we take each other for granted, it's easy to do that when you know the other person has your best interest at heart no matter what, but today, at least, I'm not taking it for granted. I'm letting the world (or at least the 20 people who read my blog) know that my husband loves me and I love him. And I don't expect that will ever change.