I have struggled all day with what to say to you today. After 7 years of marriage, we have been through so much together. We’ve experienced amazing highs, and some of the lowest lows. We have cried together almost as hard as we’ve laughed together. What do I even say to the person who looks at me for my best, even when I’m at my worst? What can I possibly say to culminate the crescendo of emotions I feel when I think about you and everything you are and all the things you do? I can honestly boil it down to two words:
Thank you for listening to me when I go off on tangents when I talk about my crazy dreams. Not only do you listen, and not only are you ACTIVELY interested, but you actually support me and constantly tell me that I can do anything I put my mind to. When I come to you with a crazy notion, so often I am met with a soft yet supportive, “Ok.” When I told you during our second week of dating that I was going to marry you, you didn’t run away. Instead, you said that you could see it being very possible, and continued to win my affections over and over and over again. When I told you I wanted to have a baby when we were only married for a few short months, you shared that enthusiasm as we started making plans. When I told you I wanted to be a photographer, you took my to the store and bought me my first DSLR. When I asked you to join me in this crazy business notion, you made me promise never to do any of the filing or finances ever again, and learned this craft and far surpassed me in it. When I told you we could make a five year plan for you to quit your old job so we can pursue this thing full time, you quit in two years. When I told you I wanted to go on a vacation with you, you whisked me off the The Dominican. When I told you I found a house we couldn’t afford in an area we weren’t familiar with, even though you were terrified, we found a way to afford it and moved only a couple months later just so our kids could be in better schools with better opportunities, we could work from home, and we would be closer to work.
Thank you for putting up with my mood…because we all know it’s not always the best. 😉 When I get frustrated at something, you touch my arm and tell me to breathe. When I yell at you for something that more than likely isn’t even your fault, you stand there until I’m done, apologize quietly even if you don’t need to, and hug me and tell me that things will get better. When my adrenaline kicks in and go into fight or flight response, you always tell me why neither is a good option at that time and center me. On my days where it’s hard for me to even get out of bed because I feel so overwhelmed, you take the kids out of the house without me even asking you to, and tell me not to worry about getting anything done…but to just relax.
Thank you for how hard working you are. I have never in my life met anyone who knows how to put plans in motion like you do. When I inevitably come to you with my “next big idea”, the next day you come back with blueprints on how to make that plan possible. You burn away at the midnight oil when I steal your office days and still get up earlier than me to start preparing breakfast for the kids. You will engage in manual labor for hours and hours without complaining. You painted a 2400 square foot house in THREE days simply because I didn’t want to deal with wet paint, children, and a dog all at the same time. You have scooped the cat box whenever I asked you even though I promised you that you would never have to when we got the cat that you never wanted in the first place.
Thank you for how gentle you are. Your silent strength really inspires me and sometimes gets me through the day.
Thank you for your honesty. When you tell me I’m beautiful, you mean it. You’ve never hidden anything from me. You tell me the things I need to hear even when I don’t necessarily want to hear them.
Thank you for your ridiculous sense of humor. No one can make me laugh quite like you. Some of my favorite memories of these past 7 years are just laying in our bed laughing so hard that tears are running down our faces for almost no reason at all. I love that when you make a face, I know exactly what you’re thinking. Though sometimes, it gets ME into trouble because you know my poker face is terrible. 😉 I love that you laugh louder at your jokes than anyone else. I love that you can find humor in almost any situation and then drag me down along that rabbit hole with you.
Thank you for being a good father. When I’ve reached the end of my rope, you calmly step in and tag me out. Our kids love you so much…they constantly talk about wanting to be like you, they love when you wrestle, and when you tell them you’re proud of them, their face lights up like crazy.
But most of all, thank you for loving me. I can be pretty unlovable sometimes, but somehow you can still find the best in me. I find so much comfort and solace when you hold me and it’s because I can feel the compassion radiating off of you. These last 7 years have been the best years of my life. Not only have we had so many great adventures, but I never knew it was possible to be as happy as you make me. You are an amazing person. People have no idea how good I have it. And you know what? I’d like to keep it that way. I’ve never been very good at sharing.
Here’s to at least 50 more years, my love.