As of tomorrow, Zachary and I will have been married one full year. This statement still surprises me. Where did the time go? With a rush, it’s autumn again, and the leaves are falling, and I’m thinking of what to get my family for Christmas. But also, has it only been a year? Haven’t we been married much longer than that? Life with him seems so natural, like it’s always been this way.
Soon another year will fly by and I’ll find myself here again, wondering how it could possibly be November again. I’m excited about this year. I’m determined to savor it. One way or the other, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, I’m looking forward to another year of life with my best friend. I love you, Zachary.