Monday, April 11, 2011

Dear Buck,

I remember the first time I ever saw you I thought you were handsome. It was most-likely the ears I think that did it for me :) I had no idea at the time that you were going to become my best friend.  After I saw you again months after that first time, my heart skipped a beat. I thought you were gone and I'd never see you again, but when I walked into your apartment that day we went canoing, I was excited to see you and I instantly got butterflies.  Just after spending a few hours with you I knew I wanted to be around you more. And even though you deny it, I know it was my impression of a dolphin that I did that day in Utah Lake that sealed the deal for you. :) You've been smitten ever since. Ha ha. 
I was surprised at how fast I fell for you. I felt like I was breaking all the rules but was too happy to even care. And I can't even explain how amazing it was when I found out you felt the same way.  I didn't question or even think twice about taking the next biggest step in my life of choosing to marry you. And I know you remember quite well that I couldn't wait for the big day to come, I never wanted to be away from you.  Up to this point in my life, our wedding day was the happiest day of my life because I knew that from that point on I would always get to come home to you, and that we never would have to say good night or good bye to each other.
Being married to you has been the greatest journey, the biggest ride, the most thrilling adventure I've ever taken.  I've never once regretted the decision (except maybe when you got Keg) JK. It's when my life began.  Learning more about one another every day, learning to live with one another and coping with our annoying little habbits we both have, waking up every morning and seeing your face, kissing you goodbye for the day and hardly being able to stand it until we were done with work to come home to one another again, loving hanging out with you for the umpteenth time in a row, doing absolutely nothing and going nowhere but being together, fighting and arguing because we're both stubborn mules, hogging the bed and stealing the covers, the many hours we've spent in the car (you driving, me sleeping) going on all the vacations we've gone on, our likes, our differences, the dreams that both of us want to try and live, trying to combine them into one that involes some sort of Happily Ever After, I've never regretted any of it.
I'm happiest when I'm with you, I miss you when we're apart, I think about you constantly and I hate seeing you unhappy or down. I love the road we're traveling; the little apartment we lived in building character as we struggled, buying a home with you for the first time, putting us into debt up to our eyeballs, pursuing each of our careers...
...and now we're about to have a baby.  The start of our small little family, the beginning of a new little life, changing our lives forever. (For the better right?) I can't even describe how enthralled I am to be able to see you be a dad.  To see what we've created by combining us, to see you hold him for the first time, a little miracle in your hard working hands.  A little You with ears running around (geez are we ready for that?? :)) I'm so excited that we have this opportunity to be parents. To be a team, and work together and raise a family.  It's amazing you think you can't love anymore, that you're maxed out but I find myself loving you more every day.  And I don't have enough time in a life time to thank you for what you've been and for all you've done for me.  We have our differences but you always do your best to take care of me, to provide for me, you put me first in everything and put the things you want on the back burner. I know I don't say it enough or aknowledge it even but I really do notice all the little things you do for me, you don't even realize it sometimes that you're protecting and taking care of me. Like how you always have to sleep closest to the door wherever are, and how you always put me on the inside of the side walk and you closest to the road, putting yourself between the cars on the street and me.  Like when you wake up and shovel the snow from the steps and walk way so I don't slip while going to my car, and cleaning off my car for me so I can get right in and go, and making sure there's always a blanket in the car for me because I'm always cold.  Like all the little surprises you bring home for me because I mentioned earlier that I liked that, or I wanted this, when you come home and tell me to close my eyes and hold out my hands, and you're just as excited as I am. I love when you tease me, and your laugh is absolutely priceless, I only wish I heard it more often.  I love it when you think that I'm funny, because we both know I always think I'm hilarious. :) And I can't thank you enough for putting up with me, and doing things you don't like but you do them because I like them, or it's important to me. Like pictures for example, it's so important to me to document and save memories of us, and our life together, and I know that you hate having your picture taken, but you do it because you know how much it means to me.
I'm so excited and ready to take this next big step in life with you, to learn how to be a mom.  The last 3 years have gone by so fast, but they've been the best years of my life, and I'm looking forward to so many more with you, and our son, and however many children we'll have.  I'm so lucky and blessed that I get to do this with you, that I'm sealed to you, and get to share eternity with you. I know it wont be easy but honestly I wouldn't have it any other way. I love you so much and you truly make me so happy.  So here's to 3 years babe, and here's to eternity to come. I love you.

Happy Anniversary.

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