a friday letter [to the husband]...

I've only got one letter and one letter only today.

dear husband: three years ago today was one heck of a day. It was a horrible day at work. My hair was disgusting. I hadn't eaten all day. All I wanted to do was curl up and go to bed. I called you on my way home, and told you I wasn't coming over because I needed a shower, food, and my bed. You fought that to the core and begged me to come to dinner with you. For some reason I said yes, and only had 5 minutes to get cleaned up the best I could. You came, we left, and drove. And kept driving. I still wasn't super happy to even be out in public after a day like I had, but when we stopped downtown at the restaurant we had our first date, but heart started beating a little bit faster...and there we were, and there he was, and the question was asked, 

"I love you. You are the inspiration of my life, and a girl I'd always hoped I'd find. My life is simple better for having you in it. You are the girl I always dreamed of. Will you marry me forever?

And tears were shed, pictures were taken, phone calls of pure screaming and excitement were made, texts were sent out, and a ring was placed on my finger, and I said yes.

we dated:

we were engaged:

I wedding dress shopped:

we made our own wedding cake:

 we had one heck of an awesome wedding:

 we honeymooned:

we moved:

 

we found out we were pregnant:

we had a baby:

and we became a family:

All because of that horrible day turned wonderful night.

All because you put up with me.

All because you fell in love with me.

And here we are three years later.

It's been quite the crazy ride!

So glad you chose me.

So happy I said 'yes'.

Here's to us.