Thursday, April 5, 2012
Eight Great Months
Eight months ago today I made the best decision of my life. I married you, and we embarked on our forever. Eight months sounds awful close to twelve months, it seems weird that we've almost made it through our first year. I feel like I've known you for much longer than two and a half years. I feel as if we've always existed together, just like when I look at the night sky and feel as old as the stars. I am so thankful we found each other in our little valley between the mountains. I would love nothing more than to grow old with you someplace between mountains, inside a home filled with love and memories. It's a little bittersweet, how fast these months of being a newlywed go by, but I know in my heart that the best is yet to come. I am excited for the hundreds of mornings I get to wake up by your side as your little wife.
Thanks for choosing to love me, despite my many flaws and imperfections. You are my pal, my sidekick, my best. I feel like a pathetic sap, but I'm going to end with a quote. A quote that gives me chills and might possibly be my very favorite quote. I know without a doubt it's at least my favorite quote pertaining to love. Because I think it's spot on. . .
"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossoms had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."
-Louis de Bernières
Love you always,