Monday, March 14, 2011
Five Years of Us
This weekend (Friday actually) marked five years since B and I said, "I do." Actually, we wrote our own vows, which I wish I had time to hunt down now and weep over, but work is calling. So, I'll keep this short and sweet.
I'm a planner. At my core. I don't like change, and I like to live in a "comfortable" place. B is a dreamer. And in that, he has taught me to dream bigger than I ever would have dared to on my own, and because of that, I've accomplished more than I would have on my own. He's the one who says "everything will be okay," when I can think of a million and one reasons to worry or things that could not go okay. Because my feet are planted firmly on the ground, and he has his head in the clouds, we are a perfect match.
That we compliment each other so well doesn't mean it is always easy (or will ever be easy). We are both strong-willed and fiercely independent. Learning to operate as a team doesn't always come easily for us, but we keep working at it. Life has been intense for us. We both have fairly intense careers, and we've had some intense worry and wonder in our lives, but also a ton of intense joy (in the form of a certain lady in lavender glasses) that we wouldn't trade for ANYTHING in the world. She's pure magic. And she makes our life feel magical too. And so, even when things are hard, there's no one I'd rather share this magical life or magical girl with.
So, here's to the last five years, and to many, many more. With our feet on the ground, our heads in the clouds, and our hearts exploding with love and joy and magic.
[And thanks to Nana, who came to spend the weekend in Cali with Sammie B, B and I got a night away at a spa on our own. We got massages, went out for dinner, laid in bed and watched movies, and only talked about how much we missed that certain-little-someone-in-lavender-glasses about 95% of the time ;o) We even got one blurry picture (blurry is unfortunate since my dress was pretty fab!)]
And, we made it home from our weekend getaway in time for me to snag a two-hour nap with my favorite girl. Glorious. Here's to me and Mr. B and to our fabulous little family. And here's to hoping the gloriousness of the weekend can carry me through what is promised to be a not-so-glorious work week!