Then, 5 years ago tomorrow, we made our vows. The mood was just as joyful then. We laughed at my hubby when about 2 hours before the wedding realized he didn't bring his shoes and had to run to the store and buy some. We giggled as we talked on our cell phones in the church making sure we wouldn't dodge around a corner and (gasp!) see each other! I mean, who wouldn't be excited? We were about to get married! But, even while we felt the joy and excitement of this time, we also knew the seriousness of the vows were preparing to make. We studied them together and did our pre-marital counseling lessons. But. There is no way we could really imagine what our marriage would withstand in just the first five years.
How could we know the depth of the vows ..."in sickness and in health....in good times and in bad....in joy as well as sorrow...until death does us part?"
The deaths we have experienced have not been our own, but the deaths of two of our children. If any pain can separate a couple, it could be this. Men and women grieve so differently. We have had to guard our marriage, protect it as something precious. Because that is what it is. Precious. While we grieve differently (which is very, very hard at times...I'm not going to lie) we both know we love each other and we love our babies. Period. Bottom line.
If I haven't said it before, (prepare to get mushy) I love him so much. He is my rock. The amazing things he does is a whole post in itself! But for now, I will just say...
I love this man.