Five years ago, I was doing this:
I won't say it was the best day of my life, because there have been many more amazing days since, but it was the start of something. We dated for 9 months then had a ridiculously long (16 month) engagement, so we were... ready! Or at least eager. We hard a hard first year, and the second year was better and the third year was good with a patch of really awful that thankfully didn't last too long, then four and five have been pretty much wonderful. We argue. We fail to communicate effectively. We disagree and have unmet expectations. We sometimes feel like we have nothing in common. But that's not true. We have quite a bit in common, not least of all that we both believe that what keeps us together is the grace of God--the ability to forgive and to love selflessly. Not perfectly, and not all the time, but consistently. We find new ways to laugh all the time, and I think that's really our primary love language: laughter. I'm looking forward to many more years learning and growing together.
That's my schmooby bit for today. I'm happier than I have words for and very grateful that I get to share my life with such a wonderful man.