Three years ago today, on 9/10/11, I married my best friend and soulmate.
When I think about the number three it makes me reflect on our past, present and future. Joe is truly the best thing that ever happened to me and I am so proud of the life we are building together. It’s hard to imagine my life without him.
Love is an amazing thing. Being in love, of course, is a must for any sucessful marriage and anyone who knows us can tell I am completely and madly in love with him. When you stand on your wedding day and say your vows you promise to love eachother in sickness and in health and in good times and bad. Up until this year our life was been nothing but good times. This year was the first year where we faced a period of sadness and struggle watching my grandfather fight for his life. Joe stood by me every step of the way. He was my shoulder to cry on, sat by my side during late night hospital visits and picked me up when I was feeling down.
I love Joe so much when times are good but I realized I love him even more when times are bad.
As we start the next year of our marriage together I realize that as we grow older together our love will continue to mature. I know that with my husband I can take on whatever life throws at us.
Three years ago we danced our first dance to Darla Day’s Love of My Life. Joe you are the love of my life and as the song says God gave you to me.