Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Celebrating 15 Years
15 years ago today I was not clever enough to know that marrying you was going to be the best decision I've ever made. I was 19. Young. Dumb. With gorgeous legs and a soul full of dysfunction.
15 years of laughing, mocking, hugging, waking up next to you, hurting you, being hurt by you, babies being born, seeing the good parts and the awful, shameful parts...there were times when I didn't think we'd make it and times when I would not have made it without you by my side.
You're not perfect. Neither am I. How can something be healthy and strong when the main ingredients are broken and frail? Maybe that's why this seems so miraculous.
We have our feisty sides and our selfish sides. This thing we've had going here is like a masterfully written composition...happiness...sadness...pain so deep and far reaching...yet beauty and redemption woven into every measure.
15 years ago today I was not clever enough to know that marrying you was going to be the best decision I've ever made. Thankfully someone was. To Him be all the glory forever and ever amen.
My legs have changed (that sucks), but my answer would have still been "yes" if I was reliving this day 15 years ago. I love you, Aaron. Thankful for every moment...every memory.
Now let's mock all of those old pictures above. Ready, set, go. Give me laughter, people. It's my favorite gift.