Don't get me wrong...our wedding day was full of happiness, but it wasn't the "happiest day of my life." There have been countless times since, in the four years we've been married, that I've found myself overwhelmed with a joy that surpassed what I felt on our wedding day 4 years ago.
It often comes in the daily moments from my last post, the ones where we find ourselves giggling in uncontainable ways. The moments where we collapse in tears on each others shoulders, knowing that in that person we find a safety and comfort we don't get elsewhere. The moments where we've dreamed of experiencing that finally come to fruition. The moments where we think about all that is to come. Happiness abounds in our marriage.
We are flawed, too. We argue. We fight. We make each other feel bad. But we know that is temporary and that our love, trust, and hope in one another is lasting.
So thankful for a day to remember all the special moments that are wedding day offered us--the friends who surrounded us, family who came from far to join us, the ceremony, the reception, the dancing, everything!
May the 4th be with us forever and always, B.