Friday's Letters: Two Years

Babe.  Babe.


It's been two years.  Exactly 24 months since we stood in the Woodland, CA, city hall and swore to be husband and wife, no matter what.  Two years since you had enough of my talk of waiting, and told me we were getting married as soon as possible.  Two years since I had to scramble to find an open time with a Justice of Peace to make your wish come true.


Three years ago, I would've laughed if someone told me we would get married.  Now, I couldn't imagine any other life.  My plans, my goals, my wishes; they were all before you.  Now...now everything has changed.  How could I think I could make it on my own?  How could I assume that I didn't need anyone else to make me happy?  The truth is, I would be miserable without you in my life.  I can barely function on this deployment, and the thought of being alone if we hadn't worked through our problems makes my heart stop.  This is right.  We are right.  


It hasn't been easy.  God, thinking back on our first year of marriage?  I'm in disbelief that two people who love each other so much could fight so often.  But we made it through, and because of that, I know we can survive through anything.  Bring your best, Life; we're in it for the long haul.


Deployments, moving, trying to have a baby; there have been so many doubts along the way.  But I always know what you'll say: It'll be okay.  Do you ever get tired of repeating that to your constantly worried wife?  The truth is, I love that you say it.  I love how sure you are of us, how completely confident you are in our marriage, our relationship, our varying points along this road together.  I love that you listen to my fears, my angst, my worries, and sooth them.  You are my rock.


Every little thing that I loved about you before we married has only been amplified over the past two years.  The fact that you can make me laugh no matter my mood.  How wonderful you are with children.  Your impulsiveness.  The awkward faces you make when you're trying to be funny.  Your romantic side.  The nerd phase that you'll never grow out of.  How you make me feel like I'm the only important factor in your life.  Your desire to be the best husband, coworker, son, leader you can be.  Your honesty.  Your ability to remember the smallest details, even when I think you're not listening.  The fact that you can look like you're listening, and then not remember a thing I've mentioned.  How you make some of the most idiotic and ridiculous comments, then pretend like I'm hearing things.  Your easy going personality.  


Only thing I would ever change; your snoring.  Please leave that in the desert.


Most of all, I love your desire to make me happy.  No matter what I say, what stuff I think I need, where I think I need to go; YOU make me happy.  You are all I need.


I love planning out our future together, even though you change your mind every two days.  I love that you are the one that I want to tell all my stories to.  I love that I am that person for you as well.  I really just love you.  Oh so much.  And even though we are apart right now, know that it doesn't change a thing.  I love you more than anything else in the world.  I'm waiting for you with open arms, and counting down days until you come home to me.


Happy two years to us, Lovee.