Nine years ago today Mike and I were standing side by side in a little church with our hearts thumping in excitement, just like when we first met and everything was still new, squeezing each others hands tight with both love and fear as we said "I do".
There are really no words to describe just how madly I love my husband that could properly convey the feelings that I have swirling inside of me every single day of forever. Together we are two halves of a whole and we are so much better together than we ever could be apart.
I remember when those doors opened up nine years ago all I saw was the path leading to your side. There was no wedding party aligned and waiting for my arrival and there were no pews filled with family and friends there to celebrate our love. There was just you and I.
I don't remember the words that the Pastor spoke, only the feeling of when you slid that ring onto my finger, where it will lay for the rest of my life. I just remember needing to know that you were my husband and I was your wife. Aside from the births of my children, I've never been as overcome with emotion as I was in that moment. Each and every day that we spend in each others presence just reaffirms that love as it grows and blooms right along with us, into something much more then I think you or I ever even conceived it to be.
Nine years later, and I still love you madly, each and every day a little more.