Thursday, April 14, 2011

we're five.

i love...

waking up each morning next to my best friend.

confiding my every thought without fearing for his opinion of me.

taking care of him and knowing that he's taking care of me.

having a person to talk to about the boys that is as in love with them as i am.

sharing toothbrushes and deodorant and razors without a second thought.

being able to tell when he's fibbing about anything.

getting chubby eating midnight snacks and then going on diets together.

not caring where we are, so long as we're side-by-side.

knowing each other well enough to be able to recognize deep needs when petty arguments break out.

the way the sun seems to come out when he is near.

...i love everything about being married to him (and i promise i really thought that through before i allowed myself to type it).

happy fifth anniversary, my love. i feel simple joy when i think of us sharing those years-times-ten and more.

7 comments:

Jdaniels said...

It's so wonderful to be married to your best friend!

Happy Anniversary!!!

Domesticated-Bliss said...

Congrats on five years with many more to come!

Sarah said...

Happy Anniversary! Here's to many more!

p.s. I'm glad to hear we're not the only one sharing toothbrushes! ;)

Amy Snell said...

Happy Happy Anniversary!!! We are celebrating our 7 year on Sunday :) Sounds like you have an amazing best friend!!! Hope you guys have an amazing day TOGETHER :):) xoxoxo

Trapper and Suzy said...

Loved this. Makes me want to write down all of the things I love about being married to Trapper.

Happy Anniversary!

prettybaby said...

i wrote this poem a while ago, wanting to be married to my (now) husband. i thought maybe you'd like it today... happy anniversary xx

Vows.

While fair gates
Opened to a meadow
Of perpetual spring
And the clouds billowed
In a cotton parade of tocks
I asked him – to take
Away this waiting
I wanted to share his
Door at midnight
And be the clatter inside
The kitchen at dawn
I vowed to help with
The map on way
To seaside escapes
I confessed my visions
Of our babies faces
And said that I would never
Change my manner
Assuming he shall love me – no matter
But instead, I promised
The behavior of my heart
Would match this day
But more than likely
-Equal more.

emily said...

happy anniversary!!