People are often impressed with the relationship that my husband and I have, and with good reason.  It is quite an amazing thing.  It is not achieved without work, but it is so very worth it.

Although we got married nearly nine years ago, we never stopped dating.  He’s still my boyfriend, and he continues to surprise me with the little things that make me happy.  Today it was a big thing.  He took me shopping and under the guise of getting my ring cleaned, he brought me to the jewelers.  And then he asked me to marry him again and we picked out a ring.  With the sweet look of uncertainty, he waited for my answer as if it would be anything but yes.  My heart simply melted with the care and thought that he put into this moment.

We’re not the perfect couple, but we certainly do love each other.  And we work at it.  We try to remember during fights (thankfully they are few and far between) that we love each other so much more than our need to be right.  His happiness makes me happy and mine brings him joy.  We openly and honestly talk about how we feel.  That’s the hard part because sometimes we want to hold back, thinking that what we have to say may hurt the other person’s feelings.  But that truth and honestly allows for trust and respect.  We believe in each other, fully and without reservation.

I suppose that this is my roundabout way of saying I love you honey.  You make me unbelievably happy, and I can’t wait until we get to renew our vows for our 10th anniversary.