Three years ago today, you wore the baseball cuff links I got you. Three years ago today, I wore a garter for the first time in my life, a sacred rite of passage that I had saved for this day. Three years ago today, I already knew that my life was fuller, funnier, just better with you in it, but I had no idea that it could get better-er.

Three years from the day that I wore white and cried as you slipped a diamond on my finger, I’m sitting here, watching our baby son snooze. His breaths move in and out in even measure, and I can’t believe that he’s mine. That he’s yours. That he’s ours. He is the best thing we’ve ever done.

And it’s all because three years ago today, we promised forever and always, and we meant it. We live it every day, even when times are challenging – especially when life is a chore to bear, when we don’t want to, when we’re sleep-deprived or waiting to move or challenged by our ever-changing routine. We wake up every day and recommit to forever. And I, for one, feel so blessed to get to share this forever, our forever, with you.

Here’s to more dogs, more (and more!) babies someday, and more anniversaries where we stop to be grateful for forever.

Love,
S