Sunday is our sixth wedding anniversary. Six years of marriage. It is small peas to my parents who have been married for 46 years. But to me it seems like so long ago that we celebrated that joyous day. It seems like I’ve been with him forever.
A little known fact . . . I had a lot of nightmares leading up to that day. I dreamed that my flowers were red and pink when the wedding colors were supposed to be blue and chocolate brown. I dreamed that the photographer didn’t show up and we had no pictures of our beautiful day. I also dreamed (multiple times) that I was left at the alter. Naaman just didn’t show up. Well, it couldn’t have been further from the truth. Of course he showed up.
I think it was my mind’s sub-conscience trying to convince me that I wasn’t good enough for him. That there was a girl out there that was surely better. One that didn’t make as many mistakes as I did. One that never snapped or yelled or said things they would later regret. One that cooked.
But he came and stood at the end of the aisle. His smile bigger than I have ever seen.
He was there to marry me. And he was really happy about it. I think I dreamed those dreams because I was so scared of losing him. My best friend. The only man who had ever accepted me for exactly who I am. Who would love me if he didn’t?
Thankfully I don’t have to worry about that.
Sometimes, eleven years after falling in love, I still ask him why he chose me. He always looks at me like I’m ridiculous. Like, why am I asking this question after all we’ve been through together? It’s simple. He chose me because he fell in love with me.
We wrote our own vows and read them through tears. One of the things he wrote always stuck with me.
“When I think of the thing that makes me a complete person, it’s you.”
I couldn’t have said it better myself. However cheesy it may sound I know I wouldn’t be complete without him. Isn’t that how love is supposed to be? You can’t imagine life without the other person in it. I can’t. I can’t do it without him.
So what have I learned in six years of marriage? Love is all about showing up. For the good. For the bad. For the best. For the worst. Just show up for each other. Whether you feel like it or not.
I’m so glad you showed up that day and all the days since. I promise I’ll show up for the rest of my life.
All images taken by Allure Imagery. See our whole wedding day unfold here.