Song Lyric of the Day:
Tell the repo man / And the stars above / You’re the one I love / You’re the one I love / The one I love
David Gray / “The One I Love*”
Today is my 11th wedding anniversary. I actually started this post last year, for our 10th anniversary, and wasn’t able to finish it in time. Pregnancy brain/hibernation and all, you know. But here we are, one year later.
Where do I start? Rich, you’ve been my best friend for so long now I don’t know what I’d do without you. We started out as casual friends way (way, way, WAY
) back in high school. We went our separate ways for college but you always made an effort to stay in touch. Which obviously ended up paying off. And for that I thank you. You proposed in the most romantic way possible, the kind of proposal I’d only seen in movies. You can always make me laugh, be it by talking in silly voices or doing some sort of pratfall or just saying something devastatingly funny (even sometimes when it’s unintentional). You’ve seen me at my absolute best and at my lowest, my worst. And you’ve stuck by my side through it all. You’ve taken care of me after surgeries and held back my hair when I’ve gotten sick. You’ve explored far-off lands with me, from Aruba on our honeymoon to Uruguay on our vacation a couple years ago. You kissed my pregnant belly on a snowy slope in Denver last year, before we shared our big news with anyone. You let me introduce you to my hometown of New York City for our second wedding anniversary. You know exactly why I cry whenever I see the Sex and the City
episode where Samantha is diagnosed with breast cancer, and you always know to remind me that my mom is okay, that she’s still here
. You have seen me through the loss of grandparents, a beloved uncle, and pets. You’ve helped me weather the storms that I’ve gone through with family and friends alike. You’re cheered me on in my dinky little acting forays, despite calling me a harlot for a week after an on-screen kiss. You’ve always worked hard to keep a roof over our heads. You supported my quest to finally
go to a film festival
. Most importantly of all, you’ve made the most amazing, sweetest, beautiful, smartest little girl with me. And you’ve turned out to be a more magnificent, hands-on father than I could have dared imagine. And for that, and everything else that’s come with 11 years of marriage, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. I love you.
|Just the two of us (and Bundle) on our 10th wedding anniversary, 2010.
|Our family, 2011.
*I linked to the video instead of just the lyrics.
Song Lyric of the Day:
But something happened / For the very first time with you / My heart melts into the ground / Found something true
Leona Lewis / “Bleeding Love“
I didn’t get you a card for our anniversary today. It just didn’t seem that critical, buying that beautifully adorned card filled with platitudes I wish I’d written, mostly just because they rhyme. Besides, I’m pretty sure you know how much you mean to me. I’m truly happy (and proud) that we’ve made it this far, particularly in light of where we were exactly four years ago at this time, marking the day, separately, while planning the end of our marriage. But we managed to fight back (and sometimes just plain fight) our way to becoming stronger and closer than ever before.
You’ve been my best friend for 11 years now and have been by my side throughout some of the most amazing, fun, awful, unusual, heartbreaking, enlightening, adventurous, heartwarming things I’ve experienced. And for that, I’m eternally grateful, because there’s no one else I would have wanted to share all those things with, no one else who could’ve said just the right thing at the right time, or not said anything at all when I needed it most. And there’s certainly no one with whom I’d rather anticipate and experience all the things the future holds than you.
I may not have gotten you a card, but I’ve given you my heart.
Song Lyric of the Day:
When everything feels all over / When everybody seems unkind / I’ll give you a four-leaf clover / Take all the worry out of your mind / Let my love open the door
Pete Townsend / “Let My Love Open the Door“
As I was paying a bill this morning, it hit me: Today is the 10th anniversary of my first date with Rich. Granted, it’s an anniversary we stopped actively celebrating years ago, but it’s worth mentioning. We’ve now known each other for 15 years, been together 10, married seven. Not too shabby.
And while we didn’t mention it to each other this morning before he left for his vacation, at least we exchanged “I love you”s, which is all that matters.