Today is an awesome day! Today we are celebrating EIGHT YEARS of marriage! *applause*
I can’t believe that eight years ago, we said “I do.”.
That’s a little Brenden, only eight months old.
Since then, we’ve welcomed Gavin and Haley.
We’ve bought a house. We’ve bought a minivan.
We’ve gone on vacation. We’ve welcomed pets into our home.
We’ve had our arguements and our completely silly times.
Yea, totally going to write a little love letter…
When we met in 2003, the summer before your senior year and my junior year, I had no idea that we would be still be together in 2014. In fact, I didn’t even want to meet you that first time. I didn’t want to be set up by my best friend. Ugh, there was so much peer pressure to just go, go to the mall and see a movie. Then you didn’t even TALK to me. I know it wasn’t a date, but dude, you so looked like an ass.
Here I was, crushing hard from “love at first sight”, and you didn’t even bother. ;-) Little did I know that our future held so much.
You were there when I lost my mom.
You were there when we welcome our first son into this world. We were both so scared. Maybe we put up good fronts, but I was terrified.
I remember when we were in school, hearing about someone saying we would never make it.
Now we have classmates already on their second marriages.
And here we are. Eight years. Three children later. You and me.
To those people that said we wouldn’t make it – I guess you were wrong.
When you find someone who is your best friend, you never let them go.
Even when that person is so annoying and won’t take out all of the recycling, or have nasty stinky socks, you hold on.
Ian, I love you. Every day, a little more.
Yes, you can tick me off (and I know I do the same to you).
Yes, you are absolutely annoying sometimes… ;-) But I wouldn’t trade you for anyone. Well… given the opportunity, don’t tell me some little part of you would jump at the chance for Sophia Bush ;-)
Forgetting everything else in this world, it’s you and me. I love you and I don’t say it enough, but thank you for always being there. For being the father of our children. For being the only rock around when I needed one the most. Thank you for working so hard, day in and day out, long hours away from home and all, to provide for us and keep us fed and warm and happy.
This is just eight years… I can’t wait for, 10, 15, 20, 30, 40… *kiss*