Two years ago, we were children standing on that alter making a covenant with The Lord (well, you were a kid, but I was still a baby). I don’t know if we really understood the gravity of the situation. How with two simple words, two words that promised we would love and honor and follow each other to the ends of the earth, we catapulted our futures onto the same track, forever.
I don’t know if we knew that marriage was hard. And some days were beautiful, but some were a challenging, ugly mess. I don’t know if we knew that being married would bring out characteristics we didn’t know we possessed. We never could have predicted the wonderful, heart-wrenching, beautiful, breathtaking things that have happened within the realms of this relationship over the last two years.
What I do know, is if given the choice I would go back to that day and choose you all over again. Because if nothing else, I’ve learned these past two years that marriage is a choice. I choose each day to wake up and honor our vows. I choose, every day, to love you, and you choose to love me despite all my flaws and brokenness, the way Jesus does. We, together, choose each other over and over again. We choose to forgive. We choose to grow. We choose this joy because we know that our “three stranded cord” is love in it’s truest form.
This part of our story is one that everyone doesn’t know, but is a really fun fact about fate. Two years ago, on our wedding day, while we were becoming a family, our sweet puppy girl, Thea, was being born. How crazy is that?! I knew I wanted to bring her home the moment I saw her, but as soon as I found out her birthday, I knew she was always meant to be ours. Happy second birthday to my sweet Pup! <3