Six years ago, I walked down the aisle in a gorgeous ivory gown in front of a packed church on the arm of my dad, and promised my love and my life to my high school sweetheart. While the snow fell outside, we said our vows in front of our family and friends. We started a new journey, one built on 6 years of dating, conversations, promises, and most importantly, love.
Oh, how these 6 years of marriage have been challenging and rewarding. Learning how to live together, to take time for each other, and realizing that you do, in fact, have to work at marriage. It’s not all rainbows. In fact, this last year has been mostly storms. The rainbow has seemed out of reach at times, as dark clouds rolled in. We work at it. We learn to communicate better. We try to be better parents, and put each other first instead of last. The storms will always be there. It’s up to us to find that rainbow.
Through it all, good and bad, Brandon has always been there. He has seen me at my best and my worst, and we have battled those storms on a united front. We have been dealt some tough cards, like losing friends, learning how to be parents while he works an insane schedule, and the physical toll that those events have taken on us.
But we vowed. We promised. Those promises have never rang more true today, and I know I love him more and I love him better than I did 6 years ago. Looking back, I wasn’t sure that was possible.
Happy 6 years, babe. I can’t wait to weather more storms and find more rainbows with you.