To the 9's

I love this day, the day of our love. I mix it up in my head sometimes though, are we 9 or 14 - 4 or 9? In the end it dosn't really matter, because it is all the same, plus you remind me.

Nine years married, 14 years together. Married on the 4th, first date on the 9th. It is all about the same thing in the end. Our commitment to the end. And despite the bumps we have been though this past year, we are solid and unbreakable; forever.

Happy Anniversary Matt. You make me just as happy today as you did on the 4th and the 9th.

Perfection in its Own way

I love the way copper petinas.

It becomes something perfect in the fact that it is now far from perfection. It is a grand visual of Matt and I: an ever-changing blur of color that doesn’t make sense in its beauty that only get better in time.

Happy 7th Anniversary my love. To a lifetime of aging together.

The Iron Years

We count our years together in segments. Five years together before we were married and now six years in matrimony. I tend to think today as our 11th anniversary, not our sixth.

11 years has passed. Can you believe that? 11 years of shared history, of being involved with every aspect of each others lives. 11 years in the same house, in the same bed. 11 years of seeing each others face every morning.

And I can't imagine my life any other way.

Happy Anniversary Matt. Forever is a long time, but I know it will go by in the blink of an eye when I'm with you.

Our Love Will Never Sour

Yesterday, October 4, was our 5th wedding anniversary. 5 years married, 10 years together. It seems like yesterday that we were married. In fact, congratulations to our friends Kari and Antonio, who WERE actually married yesterday!

I digress ...

Life has become so hectic, that I put little thought into the day outside of the chores that we needed to accomplish to be ready for Gracie's birthday party next weekend and the meal I was going to make us for dinner since we were sans babysitter. We usually don't exchange big gifts because we always DO something to celebrate, but this year I didn't even get the poor guy a card.

The chores didn't go so well, but the meal was fantastic. Braised lamb shanks, butternut squash risotto and a fantastic bottle of Cab. Yummy.

Matt, on the other hand, had apparently been putting a lot of thought into my gift.

5th anniversary = wood. Hmmm.

You know what he got me? A tree. Some might not be excited, but I was. And not just any old tree, nope not my hubbie. The man got me a dwarf Meyer Lemon tree! Eeeeeeeeee! That is my foodie/green thumb loving squeal! Complete with 2 full grown lemons actually on the tree when I opened the box.

So in response to this fantastic and completely unexpected gift, here is my heart in written form:

Through all the day to day drudgery, you are my light. You are my companion. You are my life. You are my soul.

You know me better than I know myself most days and still love me despite my flaws. You take the world on your shoulders to give it back to me brighter, happier.

Every year with you gets better, more comfortable, more loving. There has never been a second of our life together when I didn't not believe 100% that we were meant to be together.

You are right my Love, our love will never sour, despite the new presence of a lemon tree in our home.