Six Years

Life is funny. 

I remember when I was in my early twenties and living the life of a single girl – fun and fancy free and loving every minute of it.  But even then I would often wonder when God would send me the man who would be my partner for life.  And then I met you. 

Admittedly our first encounter was not ideal (stomache in boobs out ladies) and whilst I pretended to think you were a bit of an arse, I felt an attraction to you that had nothing to do with the tequila I’d drunk that night.

Dating you came naturally.  Meeting your family came naturally -although per your usual style a tad nerve wracking for me as you took me to your nephew’s birthday party then ditched me with your Mom to go and jump on the jumping castle.  Introducing you to my family came naturally – although I’m sure you sweated bullets when my Dad asked what your intentions with me were that first weekend…

Being asked to be your wife was an experience of note.  And walking down that isle six years ago to pledge my life to you was the best thing I’ve ever done.

You infuriate me.  You inspire me.  You drive me masugar.  You love me.   You fight with me.  You care for me. 

Most of all though You bless me daily in so many ways. 

I love you Cliff.  Happy 6th Anniversary.

xxx