state of the union: thirteen (married) years


We met the summer we were both nineteen and a month later, we were together and everyone could tell it was a forever kind of relationship. It was that sudden and that amazing, our connection. People couldn't help remarking on it. They still do.

Next year, we'll have been together for half of our lives. Nineteen years.

Every year on our anniversary we do a "state of the union" together - going through the major events of the year and the effect they've had on our relationship. This has been the first year in a long while we haven't dealt with anything rough - infertility, sleep issues, figuring out developmental issues, miscarriage, moving; we've been through a lot in the past ten years. And while we've grown stronger after going through each additional challenge, it was nice to have a year to recharge and recover.

I can't tell you what this next year will bring to us, but I can tell you that I'll never forget walking into my friend's living room and seeing him standing there, waiting for me.

Kapow! Ours eyes met and there was fire and there's been fire burning bright between us ever since.

Thirteen years ago I made the best decision of my life and said "I do." There was never a sliver of doubt. We were already married, in our hearts.

I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine.