....meh! Who cares — it's my blog and I'll post what I want to. :)If you know me, you know I'm not a super gushy girl. I cry a lot (too much estrogen?). Sometimes I write poetry. And I like romance. That said, I'm not a lovey-dovey-hugs-and-kisses-snuggle-with-me kind of girl. But today, of all days, I feel it's my duty to shout to the world:
I'm the luckiest girl to be married to such an amazing man!
Eight years ago today, David and I said our vows before God, our families, and friends. It was a magical day, and I remember it like it was yesterday.
Looking back at our 23-year-old selves, I think, "OMG! What were we thinking?!" I honestly can't tell you why neither of our families put up a fuss when we announced our engagement. I don't know if I could do the same if Ford came to me at age 22 and said he was ready to get married. We were so young, and although we thought we knew it all, we clearly didn't. But I guess we knew enough: we knew we loved each other; we knew we wanted to spend our lives together; we knew there would be ups and downs; and we knew it would take work and communication and compromise to make it 'til death do us part. We didn't know what marriage would bring, but we knew we wanted to go through it together as partners for life.
Eight years later, I would marry David a million times over again. He's the one person who understands me in a way no one else does and still loves me unconditionally, faults and all, as I do him. It's the kind of love I can't even comprehend. It just...is.
We have a lot of years ahead of us, and I look forward to every second of every day. Happy anniversary, David. And in case you're asking....
I do.
Looking back at our 23-year-old selves, I think, "OMG! What were we thinking?!" I honestly can't tell you why neither of our families put up a fuss when we announced our engagement. I don't know if I could do the same if Ford came to me at age 22 and said he was ready to get married. We were so young, and although we thought we knew it all, we clearly didn't. But I guess we knew enough: we knew we loved each other; we knew we wanted to spend our lives together; we knew there would be ups and downs; and we knew it would take work and communication and compromise to make it 'til death do us part. We didn't know what marriage would bring, but we knew we wanted to go through it together as partners for life.
Eight years later, I would marry David a million times over again. He's the one person who understands me in a way no one else does and still loves me unconditionally, faults and all, as I do him. It's the kind of love I can't even comprehend. It just...is.
We have a lot of years ahead of us, and I look forward to every second of every day. Happy anniversary, David. And in case you're asking....
I do.
Categories: old married couple
Cheers to 8 great years! Hope you have fun celebrating :)
ReplyDeleteA million times!
ReplyDeleteDavid
And...now I'm crying. I remember that day - it was such a beautiful fall day and you looked amazing! Love you loads and happy anniversary! xo
ReplyDeleteI'm so happy for you both, he is a super nice guy and a great dad, and you are a very smart girl and a wonderful mom, and together you make wonderful parents and a beautiful couple....congratulations on 8 years and I hope you have many, many, many more anniversary's ahead of you. Love to ALL 3 of you..Daddy 'D'
ReplyDeleteI knew the 1st time I meet Dana she was the one for our David and that they would get married someday, did they get married to early no way, they were truly meant for each other. We were blessed with a great daughter in law, and now a very wonderful handsome Ford. Happy Anniversary.
ReplyDeleteLove you all Ace and Connie