Oh, David. This whole thing has become a tradition. Me writing about us on our anniversaries is basically like the State of the Union. The state of OUR union.
We’ve really taken that whole “in sickness and in health” thing literally. From kidney stones, to a broken ankle, to that funky mole that needed to be looked at by more than my Web MD medical degree. To our mental health – and the mental health of our children. To this ADHD journey. Laughter and tears.
We’ve taken the “for richer or poorer” thing pretty literally, too. Life through us some curve balls, but you grabbed your mitt and played ball. Thank you for supporting me in my writing and for making me feel valuable in our new Jesus adventure in Kids Ministry.
None of this stuff sounds romantic, but my love for you grows and what we have runs deeper every year. Thanks for thinking I’m hot even with a cast on my foot. Thank you for carrying me. And most of all – thank you for modeling how a loving husband dotes on his wife for those two little boys who see ALL and repeat what we do.
Until my last breath, my love.