Yup, it’s our anniversary today, which means we’re going to go out tonight to celebrate, and then when we get home we’re going to crack into a year-old chunk of wedding cake and hope it doesn’t kill us.
A whole year has gone by.
At times it’s felt like forever, but right now it feels like no time has passed at all. It really is strange. My mom says that Sean and I are “so cute together” and that “they say the first year is the roughest, so you will have a breeze”.
And it’s true, this has been a really good year. I have had times of terrible homesickness and doubt in myself, but those are totally outweighed by the good times, by the pride I have in keeping my apartment beautiful, by the joy of taking care of my husband, by the rightness I feel in his arms. He is mine and I am his, and that just makes me feel so safe and happy and excited.
It’s totally different from what I used to think love was. But I like this much better.