There is a part of my brain, that cannot believe it has been 15 years.
But my heart knows it.
There is a part of my soul, that still lives in awe, that I found him.
But my spirit cherishes it.
He is not perfect.
Nor am I.
But, he is perfect for me.
A good man.
A loyal man.
A loving, and generous man.
Most stories that begin how ours did, do not last this long, nor develop into this beautiful a story.
I am not lucky.
I am the most blessed woman I know.
His faults are worth it.
Because his beauty is exquisite.
There is not a woman I know on God’s green earth that could deal with this man….But there’s not a woman that deserves him either.
Not even me.
I am blessed.
And deeply, passionately, and endlessly loved by him.
My heart is full, and I appreciate him now more than I ever have.
I am honored to be his wife. And even more honored to be the mother of his children.
There is not a single day that goes by, that I don’t thank my heavenly Father…that this man is mine.
Our marriage is a miracle. Our love hard fought for. Our life, beyond beautiful.
Husband, Your love has helped shape me, make me, and continues to be my life’s muse. Thank you for choosing me. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for being…You. I love you more than words could ever say. Happy Anniversary my love. And here’s to another 15 years, and 15 more after that!