My hands were sweaty as I clutched my bouquet, grabbed my fiance’s hand, and headed down the aisle. It had rained all day, and I had cried and cried because I didn’t want my outdoor wedding ruined. But by some miracle, the sun was out and it was a perfectly warm May day, and the ground wasn’t even muddy despite the storm just a few minutes prior. Because of the rain, we had cancelled the chair delivery, so all of our guests were standing, leaving a gap among them for us to walk through. All of my bridesmaids stood on the left in red and gold, their sequined skirts shining in the sun. On the right, the dapper groomsmen with suspenders and red bow ties. We faced each other and held hands, as the officiator began the process of marrying us.
“Seth, do you take Aurora Eliza Fackrell to be your wife-” the bishop was cut off by Seth’s enthusiastic “I do!”. “That’s good,” our bishop said, “but it’s not quite time for you to say that.” We all laughed at how eager Seth was to marry me. His eyes shone and danced, and I laughed again when he said “I do” again, this time at the right time.
And then it was my turn to say I do. And I did. And we kissed, my eyes welling up with tears. I was his and he was mine, and we were finally married.
It’s been two years since we got married, and they’ve been the best two years of my life. Everyone always warned me that marriage would be hard, that we would disagree and fight and we wouldn’t really see eye to eye. That’s what I was prepared for, and expecting. What I wasn’t expecting was two years and only two fights. I wasn’t expecting how easy it was to be married to Seth. I wasn’t expecting the late night dance parties and midnight runs to get ice cream. Or him holding back my hair as I threw up while I was pregnant. Or him always remembering to kiss me goodnight, before pulling me close to him while we slept. I never could’ve believed that I’d ever be as happy as I have been in the last two years. I have never felt more accepted and loved than I have being married to Seth.
Happy Anniversary, Seth. I didn’t think I could ever love you more than I did that rainy afternoon in May as we promised ourselves to each other, but somehow, I love you more every day. You’ve been the best partner that I could ask for, the best husband, the best father, the best friend. My entire life I prayed that I would meet a man that would treat me well and be a good spouse, and every boy I dated never lived up to what I’d hoped I would find, until I met you. From our first date three years ago, you spoiled me and took care of me and made me feel like I was the only girl in the world, the most important woman in your life. I’ve never once wondered if there could be someone better, because I know that I could never be happier than I am with you. I’ll never know how I got so lucky, but I’ll continue to spend every single day feeling blessed that somehow, I got you.
Here’s to the best two years of my life, and so so SO many more to come.
Happy Anniversary!