Today is our 13th Wedding Anniversary.
Thirteen years ago today, I was bursting at the seams with anxiety and excitement, and worry, hoping the days activities would go exactly as I had planned them for the last year. Thirteen years ago, I stood in front of hundreds of people and God and declared my life-long commitment to my husband. Thirteen years ago, I was all sure of myself, thought I knew exactly what it would take to make the marriage work. Boy was I stupid.
Today, we have long since passed the fiery and all-consuming stage of our romance. Turns out, I did not know jack about what it takes to make a relationship work. Along the way, the chemistry and the hormones have lost a lot of their luster. We get angry at each other for not thinking ahead, for not feeling understood, for the stresses of real life.
Now we have a mortgage, debts, and housework, yard work, stiff backs, but also a clear view of the past 13 years. Even though at times it does not feel like it, I do think we have have grown closer than we give ourselves credit for. We have two daughters that, most of the time, think we know what we are doing. We both still think our marriage is worth fighting for.
So happy anniversary to my husband, a wonderful father, a kind and dedicated man from your wife, an impatient and intense but sincere woman.
Thirteen years ago today, I was bursting at the seams with anxiety and excitement, and worry, hoping the days activities would go exactly as I had planned them for the last year. Thirteen years ago, I stood in front of hundreds of people and God and declared my life-long commitment to my husband. Thirteen years ago, I was all sure of myself, thought I knew exactly what it would take to make the marriage work. Boy was I stupid.
Today, we have long since passed the fiery and all-consuming stage of our romance. Turns out, I did not know jack about what it takes to make a relationship work. Along the way, the chemistry and the hormones have lost a lot of their luster. We get angry at each other for not thinking ahead, for not feeling understood, for the stresses of real life.
Now we have a mortgage, debts, and housework, yard work, stiff backs, but also a clear view of the past 13 years. Even though at times it does not feel like it, I do think we have have grown closer than we give ourselves credit for. We have two daughters that, most of the time, think we know what we are doing. We both still think our marriage is worth fighting for.
So happy anniversary to my husband, a wonderful father, a kind and dedicated man from your wife, an impatient and intense but sincere woman.
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