12 years ago on a warm, Wednesday night, I shook your hand and looked into your blue eyes for the first time. That same summer you met Jesus and gave him your life.
|The guys' senior prom, 2002|
11 years ago we secretly hoped the other one felt the same. You worried I was out of your league, I worried you would think I was too immature.
|Chillin' on the couch, 2004|
10 years ago you took me to Taco Bell and, with sweaty palms, asked me to be your girlfriend. As I toyed with that straw wrapper, it was all I could do to not shout, “FINALLY!”
|Mexican Restaurant (YUM!), 2007|
9 years ago I almost called it quits in the Marsh parking lot. That was a bad night. I was overwhelmed. Fortunately, you were irresistible.
|Geneva, Switzerland, 2008|
7 years ago you asked if I’d go for a walk with you. Under the bell tower and in the rain, you knelt and asked me to be your wife. I was so surprised I asked if you were joking. Turned out, you weren’t.
|Panama City Beach, 2009|
6 years ago today, on another July Saturday, we donned our black and our white and committed ourselves to one another before God and hundreds of loved ones. You sweated profusely, I tried not to laugh.
|Durham Cathedral, 2010|
5 years and 364 days ago, I realized that I had no idea how funny you really were. And that was awesome. I also realized that we had forgotten to do the twisty arm drinking thing at our reception. That was less awesome but you didn’t care and I got over it.
Since then you have given me day after day of faithful patience, love, and grace. I wash your underwear and you do the dishes. I remind you to drink your tea before it gets cold and you push me up hills when I’m pregnant. I laugh when I realize that you still know me better than I know myself. You tell me I’m beautiful and I say I think you’re crazy. My heart sings a song I never knew before when I watch you love our boys. I have never met another soul I’d rather walk through life with.
|Yesterday, while Ian was trying to focus.|
Good days and bad days, it’s your socks that I want to find bunched up on the floor.
Happy Anniversary to us, Ian. Soli Deo gloria.