Jessica
Today marks my fifth wedding anniversary with my husband, as well as our thirteenth anniversary overall. If our marriage were a child, he would be going to kindergarten and telling poop jokes. If our entire relationship were a child, she would be slamming doors, dying her hair blue and rolling her eyes at us. Put another way, Aaron has been my partner for more than a third of my life. I would have it no other way.
I am especially grateful for our anniversary this year, because I know that my husband and I faced extraordinary challenges this year. For approximately eight months of this year, he nursed me through my knee injury and surgery. He took the “sickness” part of “in sickness and health” seriously. The best part is that he did this without complaint and with great patience, kindness, and love. I am lucky to have his support in my life.
This year, he also pushed the both of us to do more with our writing and art. He formed and maintained a writing group, supported me while I wrote a chapbook manuscript, and encouraged me to do more with my photography and collage art. I am blessed to have a husband who is so talented and who challenges me to nurture my own writing.
The scary (and awesome) part of marriage is that you never know what will happen in your lives. You don’t know if you’re going to make it, as a couple. You can only work and try and hope. I am so grateful that Aaron is willing to work and try and hope with me, after all these years. His effort and his love have never wavered. I love you, Aaron.
