2,920 days. That's how long we've been together. A third of our lives have been spent side by side, hand in hand and I couldn't imagine walking with anyone else. 8 years is a long time, longer than most marriages these days. Of course we've had our moments. Moments where one of us doesn't feel like we deserve the other. Moments that we argue over silly things, but we always made up. Many people think that high school sweethearts don't last and many don't. I'm proud to be the exception to that. But I wouldn't have wanted anyone else to share life with.
Over the years you helped foster my love for photography and got the ball rolling "bugging me" to buy a new DSLR. And once I did, you encouraged me to try new things and be brave enough to start shooting things that weren't stationary. I'm so thankful for that! Without that push, I wouldn't be writing this letter to you on a photography blog that I hold so near and dear to my heart.
In an eight year span, you've tried all kinds of new hobbies. In high school it was skateboarding. In college, banjos and road biking. But now you've found your most dangerous one yet in whitewater kayking. Even though it terrifies me, I'm so proud of you! Kayaking not only takes strength but determination, bravery, and skill. I've loved getting to watch your fascination grow and hearing your stories of triumph!
Thank you for pushing me to be better (and sometimes just pushing my buttons). Thank you for putting up with me even when I in a mood. Thank you for holding me when I need to cry. Thank you for letting me know when I'm wrong (which is never, right babe?). But most of all, thank you for loving me. In this season of our lives, I'm just happy to come home to you. I'm excited about our future and all that life has in store for us. I love having a home to call "ours" and having fur-babies to love on. All in all, I love sharing life with you!
Happy Anniversary Sweetheart!