Tomorrow is my five year wedding anniversary. Well, not just my anniversary. Go figure, it's my husband's also. I struggle with this issue of language in my blog. Whether to say I or we. Mine or ours. Me or us. Partly because I am the author and don't want to speak for him, to drag him into my crazy ramblings. But partly because he's private and I respect that. I tease that people must read my blog and think that I'm a single parent, or that I make all the decisions, or that he's just not that involved. Until today. Happy anniversary, babe. I'm breaching your privacy.
I fell in love with Kyle in high school. We started off casually dating and making good use of empty parking lots. I had no idea I was falling in love until one day in study hall I sat watching him and noticed that he had gone from being just a boy to being a boy who glowed. A luminescent, golden glow. Regular high school boys do not glow. Not before you love them.
We dated for the next six years, and when I was finally certain that it would never happen, he asked me to marry him. I said yes.
Never in my life have I ever been so sure of anything as I have always been of Kyle. He is the most perfect human being I have ever known. He's good at life.
He is quietly confident and confidently quiet. He is proud, sensitive, and determined. He is the best listener. He never just tries - he does. He is fiercely loyal and wiser than he'll take credit for.
He cooks dinner.
Through infertility he stood by me, carried me, dragged me, pushed me, pulled me, saved me and saved me again.
He gives me the big piece whenever we share something good.
He is genuine, honest, and beautifully good.
As a father, he is unfailingly patient. When the babies were born and I couldn't be with them, he stayed with me until I was okay and then rushed to be by their side. He stood vigil over them in their little isolettes for over five hours telling them to fight and be strong. He is even more magnificent as a father than I'd ever imagined. He changes diapers, reads books, sings lullabies, wears a Moby wrap, tickles, plays, and wakes up with us at 3am. He holds us steady and strong as a family.
We've been married for five years, together for twelve. I still have a crush on this man.
A thousand times over, I am a better person because of him.
I love this journey.
11 comments:
brought a tear, seriously!
just wonderful! congrats guys!
Beautiful April! Congratualtions to you and Kyle:)
Congratulations! I can't believe it has been 12 years already. I still remember the first time I met you in a black mini skirt with hot pink hearts. Let's just say I was more than a little skeptical! But, I guess Kyle was able to see past the make-up and mini skirts, to the beautiful, intelligent women inside. I enjoy so much having you as a sister, and am incredibly happy for the two of you and the family you have become.
I celebrated my 5th anniversary last week. It was very important to me because so many didn't believe we'd make it. And it's been a great five!
Congratulations!
That is the sweetest, April! You two make a beautiful couple :-))
I love everything about the two of you. Together Forever.
that was so beautifully said -thank you for loving and appreciating my very special son. he is so devoted to you and the boys,and he's lucky to have you. you two bring out the best in each other-happy,happy anniversary! love, mom
Your Kyle sounds a lot like my Nick. I am so happy for you two! Happy 5th!
Awwww SO SWEET! Congrats on your anniversary, maybe you have many, many more!
A little late due to being unable to sit .. I loved this post, April, he's a keeper!
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