Jacob and I will celebrate our third wedding anniversary in the morning, and all I can think is :
What a difference a year can make.
Shortly into year two, I fell apart. I was pulling us down, and I just wouldn’t stop. Jacob took notice, was ripped apart, and stayed strong to hold us together.
I have never been more thankful of something in my entire life.
Jacob is my rock. He’s the one who makes me see the right in every situation. He encourages me when I feel like I can’t possibly do it. He radiates the most amazing love. He nurses me when I am ill. He dries my tears when my heart hurts. And he cares, about everything. Even if it’s insane.
Our first anniversary we spent in a basement, surrounded by a million punks, and freezing our asses off. We didn’t have clean clothes, or gifts for each other, but we were happy to just be together.
Our second anniversary I was sicker than I had ever been. We were still holding on to the cracks in our foundation. We were unhappy. I took pain medicine, ate apple sauce, and slept.
Our third anniversary will be the one where we get it right. We have the entire day to just be together, and then plans with my family at night. I’ve gotten him a traditional 3rd year anniversary gift (anniversary gifts are something I haven’t ever done) and can’t wait to spend the day wrapped around him. This year there will be kisses, happiness, love, and a million smiles to fill our day.
Often, as Jake sleeps soundly next to me, I roll over and study the lines of his face. I grab his hand, and he unconsciously rolls into me, wraps his arms around me, and kisses the back of my neck.
And I cry.
I cry because I am the luckiest to have him. How did I get this amazing man?
I cry because he showers me with love, even in his sleep. It just flows so naturally from him.
I cry because I am excited. This is the man I will spend the rest of my life with. The father of our future children. My other half.
The point of this post was to explain how much we have grown as a couple in the last year, and how strong my love for Jake is. But I am finding it very hard to conjure the right words. I can’t explain what I feel in my bones. All I know, is that I am happy he loves me. He’s taught me so much in the last 2 years, and I will never be able to explain how grateful I am for that.
Jacob Steven Berry, I love you. And I always will. I can promise that now.