Last year, we were left for Aruba just 2 days after we celebrated 10 years of marriage. We then spent a week with some of our best buds.
And today, a year later, we are still married. And some would likely believe it’s been the worst year of our marriage.
But I wouldn’t agree.
Sure, since we celebrated a decade of marital bliss, I was diagnosed with breast cancer.
But somehow, it’s still been a lovely year of being alive. And the experiences that we’ve been through over the last 7 months has shown me what true unconditional love truly means.
It’s been a hard situation.
But not a hard time to be married.
If anything, it’s proved to me how absolutely ridiculously amazing it is to be married to the right person.
And if I ever questioned it for a moment… it has been cemented that I am with the person who was meant for me.
Adam Brehm, you deserve a medal.
Though people have been calling me an inspiration, you hold me up when I need to fall down. You are the inspiration. You have stuck with this hormonal, sensitive mama through three high risk pregnancies and a miscarriage. Three colicky babies. Moves. Life. And now, cancer.
I still wake up some days wondering why on earth you chose me. Or how you stay and love me through it all.
But you are still here. By my side.
Laughing with me. Letting me cry into you. Being a brilliant father to our children.
Being supportive of my passion for writing and sharing and connecting. Telling me I’m beautiful without a hair on my head or boobs on my chest. And loving me quite literally, in sickness and health. For a 35 year old man, you are wise beyond your years, sir. And you carry so much of me on your shoulders. Each and every day.
And you give me free reign with my crazy ideas and requests. And celebrate life with me every day. Come what may.
How did I get so lucky? How was I to know? I don’t know. But I’m so happy we stumbled upon one another in the RedZone. And never looked back.
I’m sure there have been days over the last eleven years where you’ve been frustrated, annoyed, angry, or otherwise — with me. And I’m guessing you’ve met or come across others since me who are fascinating, interesting, attractive, and the like. Because I suppose that is the human way.
But at the end of each day, I know that you have faith in us. I have faith in you. And our faith in God will always be at the center of what we are: committed to one another. And this life we’ve built.
Because looks will fade over time. And our health may not always be perfect. But you love me to my core. You forgive me my faults. And you seem to love me because of them;).
Mr. Brehm, I love you. I appreciate you. I’m proud to be your partner in this life. I have mad respect for you. I think you’re quite fetching. And I only hope you feel as loved by me as I do by you.
I am yours. Forever and a day… Thank you, for choosing every day, again, to be mine.
Eleven years down. Forever and a day to go.
{So…Check out my Facebook page, darlin’… A little gift is waiting there for you. For our “steel anniversary”}
