Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Nine Years Later

Nine years ago this morning, we woke up apart. I remember looking out the window of my parents' house and seeing you leave the house your family had rented for the week. You were dressed in a tuxedo and I started to cry. It was the first time that beautiful Saturday morning that it hit me: we were getting married that day.

I didn't see you again until hours later, when I walked down the path on my father's arm, to stand by your side in front of the entrance to the lighthouse. You were the most handsome sight I had ever seen. I could not stop smiling. The happiness filled me so completely, I was certain I was going to burst open.

This morning, we wake up apart. The first time we've done so on September 16 since that fateful day. I miss you terribly. And I know you feel the same. But I also know, deep in my heart, that we are apart today because you love me... us... so much. Because our family is your number one priority. Because you would do anything for us. Because you take so seriously the vow you made that day... to honor, cherish and care for me all the days of our lives.

So, my sweet husband, my best friend, my life-love... happy anniversary. I love you. I miss you. And I can't wait to see you on Friday.

1 comment:

  1. Thank you sweetheart. I love you more today than ever. Although
    we are separated by distance, it is merely physical. There is no
    distance in my heart. You are always with me there no matter
    where I am. Please kiss our children for me, and I will be back
    in your loving arms soon.