We’re celebrating 18 years of marriage today.
I was blessed the day I met Don. Blessed and transformed. Transformed from a woman who was afraid of commitment, hesitant to give up her independence because surely that must be the toll taken when one marries, to a woman who realized, thankfully, that a healthy relationship only makes things better. Independence isn’t lost, it’s enhanced. When someone loves you unselfishly, you’re encouraged to fly.
And that’s the heart of our marriage. We encourage each other to fly, to be the best we can be, all the while knowing that we will be there for each other no matter what. A healthy and whole love doesn’t come with chains. It sets us free.
Thank you, dear love, for the years of love and cuddles and wisdom and silliness. Thank you for your constant support, your listening ear. Thank you for music and food and long talks and laughter. Oh, thank you so much for the laughter! Thank you for being a wonderful dad to our beloved dogs, for being a wonderful son-in-law to my parents and brother to my sister. We lost our brother many years ago and Meredith needs a brother. You are that to her.
Thank you for being the finest man I have ever known, always working to be a better person, always kind, always compassionate, always quick to say I’m sorry, always a beautiful human being.
Thank you for putting up with me on those days I’m worried or scared or insecure or harried or short-tempered. Thank you for never judging, always accepting. Thank you for helping me to be a better person.
We’ve gone through a lot together, you and I. We’ve lost your father, our beloved dogs, my father and mother, and we’ve mourned the loss of friends and mentors. We’ve moved across the country, with very little in our bank account, just the hope and dream of a new life.
Life is an adventure. You’ve said that many times. Here’s to more adventures, dearest one.