12 Years. A Note to my Husband.

We stood together on our wedding day, my hands in yours, our eyes on each other, and we said "I do". After 12 years of marriage, I've learned that life must be a continuous thread of "I dos" floating throughout each and every day together. It isn't always easy, and I know I fail miserably often, but the desire to make this work is strong and our foundation as a couple is solid.

I do choose to set aside my selfishness and serve you... even when you've really annoyed me and I'd rather not fold and put away your clothes. ;)

I do choose to apologize after I've spoken harshly... even though my pride tells me you should apologize first.

I do choose to lift you up daily, to pray for you, to tell you "thank you" for working so hard to provide for this family.

I do choose to make this marriage and our relationship a priority... even though we are exhausted and distracted after long days of working and raising children.

I do promise to love you forever, just like I did on our wedding day 12 years ago.

Happy Anniversary, Babe! We are so blessed to have found each other and discovered love all those years ago. My love for you has only grown as we have created a family and built a life together. You are the best husband and father in the world and I adore the life we share! Thank you for making all of my dreams come true.




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