Have I told you today how lucky I am to be in love with you?
Because I am. I’ve been so crazy lucky for eight years, and the seven years before that. Those first seven seemed to crawl by at times – it was a holding pattern to me – just waiting for this life to begin. I’ve known you were my future from the first conversation we had. Marrying you felt like I won a prize, I remember feeling so accomplished, so victorious that day. And now I look around and somehow that overwhelming feeling has grown exponentially.
Looking back at the couple from eight years ago; what we didn’t know could fill a few books. I remember my Dad gave a toast that said something along the lines of “These two are very accomplished each on their own, but what they can do together as a team knows no boundaries.” We believed that then, and we have lived it every day since. None more so than these last few.
What we have built with our little family – I could not feel richer. I sat in Mini’s bed last night reading stories to her and Squeak, the two of them giggling at each other, and I just stared at them in wonder. I can’t believe it sometimes. Here are two tiny beings, such awesome renditions of you, and they are ours. Ours. We get to raise them. Us! This morning as I woke up I looked over at you sleeping and marveled at my residence in the universe. We get to live this life together. Side by side.
So crazy lucky.
I can’t wait to see what year nine has in store for us. I know that whatever it is; with you it will be filled with laughter, joy and love.