My beloved DanO,
5 years now we have been married. I could start out by listing all the crazy things we have accomplished together in those 5 years – the children we’ve created, the house projects we’ve tackled, the places we’ve traveled – but you know all of those things (you were there, too). Instead, I want to tell you what’s in my heart when I think about our life.
I’ll describe it like this: last Wednesday night we laid on the bare wood floor of our kitchen, looking up at the ceiling and talking through our crazy plans to accomplish All The Things this weekend. We would do a coat of varnish at this time, and then do this that and the other thing, then we’d come back and do the final coat then.
But then it dawned on us. Saturday was our anniversary and we had a babysitter coming.
Babe, we nearly adventured our way past our anniversary, unawares… and I love it. I love being up to my eyeballs in life with you, so focused on our family and our dreams that the world around us blurs in the background. I love being spontaneous and thinking more about what we will talk about on our dates than where we will go. I love being by your side, conquering the world (or at least our smallish corner of it).
Our 5th anniversary date was perfect, and perfectly us. We wore jeans, we used a Groupon, we played it by ear. We didn’t exchange gifts or even cards, but we talked about the deep things, the changes these 5 years, our dreams for the future and for our family. We were honest and brave and open. That was our gift to each other.
Thank you so much for sharing this life with me. Thank you for what you provide for our family. Thank you for the love you show to our boys.
At the end of the fairytale book you wrote me when you proposed, the knight and the princess ride off in the sunset on their way to “many exciting and magical quests”. Babe, you could not have been more right. I love going on magical quests with you. May there be many, many more.
My whole heart,