Two years ago today, I nervously took what felt like both the longest and shortest walk of my life. But when I reached the other end of the aisle and A took my hand, I knew that walk was the beginning of one of the greatest adventures of my life.
Two years later, I still feel that way.
We still talk about our wedding day as the best day ever and the greatest wedding we’d ever been to, but honestly the days in between then and now have been just as sweet. We may have said “see you later” more often than either of us would have liked, but we got to follow those up with some wonderful homecomings.
In those two years, we’ve built our dream home. We’ve traveled, experienced new things together and fought and made up. We’ve made so many amazing memories all while filling our life together with laughter, random dancing in the kitchen and lots and lots of love.
I may be celebrating solo this year, but that doesn’t mean I feel any less loved. Happy anniversary to my favorite guy. Here’s to many, many, many, many more!