I did my make-up while I listened to The Band Perry pandora station. It’s his favorite band, so I was hoping the songs would get stuck in my head and I’d hum them during the quiet moments. I wore heals – which is a big deal since I’ve been nursing a sprained toe all wedding season. After the typical search laps around the house, I finally put my hand on my keys and phone, and walked out the door 5 minutes later than I had planned. I made up the time on the drive, and along the way, I made up excuses I’d tell the cop if I got pulled over. “It’s my second anniversary, and I’m running late.” Actually that was the truth – not just an excuse. Just like a first date, I walked up hoping I’d take his breath away. Hoping he’d fall in love all over again, and harder. I was aware of the way I held my shoulders and the way I wasn’t completely stable in my 2.5 inch heals. So aware, that I waked right past him. I told the hostess that I was here to meet my husband, and she pointed me back outside. He hates sitting outside, but that night, he had planned to because I love sitting outside. Two years feels like two minutes, but I feel like I’ve known him forever.
Come Monday, I’ll have been married to you for one year. I’m so blessed to be life partners with you. One year ago, I stood in front of a Manassas manor home and promised to love and honor you until “one of us shall lay the other in the arms of God.” I’m so excited to spend my life with you, learning from you, and growing together!
Happy One Year!
Images © 2010 Adam Barnes Fine Art Photography
Just FYI, I’ll be in New York City for our anniversary and will not be answering emails until WEDNESDAY of next week! Have a fun weekend!