The Four Years

Wedding

Roman cafe on our honeymoon

While our computer was down and we were battling a major asthma flare up Adam and I celebrated our fourth wedding anniversary. We had plans to spend a weekend old school style, dinners out, running errands at leisure, sleeping in till 11. But when you have children you learn to get flexible. We celebrated over takeout and in between breathing treatments. Mimi and Papa did relief us from asthma duties so we could see a movie and eat a nice dinner at Chuck's Fish. But at this point we both had major sinus and chest colds going. I'm not sure either of us could fully appreciate the yummy food. But we had a wonderful conversation reflecting on our relationship and the things we hope to work on and develop down the road. A couple of days before our anniversary I reflected on what thoughts were going through my head four years prior. Most of you who know me well know I have a hard time with change. I have to emotionally and mentally prepare. And even with preparation and needless planning for possibilities that usually don't even develop emotional adjust can be hard for me. Just ask my mom about the summer before I left for Auburn. Rough. Yet it turned out to be some of the best years of my life. So three days before the wedding I was freaking out. Not about the wedding part but about the marriage part. Was I ready? Could I be a good wife? Was I sure about Adam? I thought about what I would go back and tell that girl (because looking back I feel like I was just a girl then). What could I say about how amazing marriage turned out to be? How could I put into words the amazing security Adam gives me with unconditional love and support no matter how irrational my ideas and moods are? How could I express what a perfect balance he is under pressure and crisis? Could I convince the girl that cliche of falling more and more in love everyday is truth? Adam is truly my partner in life. Perhaps we are not where we would have envisioned ourselves to be. But we are in love, blessed, safe, happy. So many times I feel unworthy of the arms that hold and comfort me. I pray daily for insight to love and serve him better. So I would tell that girl not to fear and to enjoy the moment. Maybe if I hadn't been freaking out I wouldn't have put the wrong middle name for my father in law in the program. That would have saved us all some stress ;) I love you Adam and I thank you for loving me the way you do!

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