To Four Years Together...

Four years. It's been four years. In 2009, I came to visit my best friend, Jay, and ended up falling in love with him instead. I couldn't ever have imagined my life would turn out so well. It's certainly not perfect, but it's mine. And it's amazing. In 2011 we decided to start a family, and in 2012 we welcome our perfect son into the world. There's really nothing more I could ask for.

We have our bad days, like everyone. Sometimes he can't stop himself from saying something because he inherited his mother's fiery nature, and sometimes I hold too much in. But most of the time, we really are two halves that make up a perfect whole. He reminds me not to take everything so seriously, and I remind him that some things do need to be taken seriously. I feel so fortunate to have met my other half so early in life, considering that some people are not that fortunate in their entire lives. Our four year anniversary also marks six years since we met!

I think we all have a tendency to become complacent, and the scary thing about that is that you take things for granted. When that happens, sometimes we don't remember to appreciate it until its gone. But I wasn't fortunate enough to grow up in a very stable family. So almost every single day, I remind myself to take a breath, and think about my loving husband. Not about his quirks that sometimes irritate me, but actually think about him. Every piece of him, and how each of those pieces make up the whole of him that I love so dearly. I love and admire him for all of his greatest qualities. His ability to be patient where I would not be, his kindness, his keenness, his humble nature, his willingness to always learn something new, his sense of morality, and more. I have also come to love him in a new way I never knew would be possible, to love him madly and deeply as the man with whom I have a perfect little boy. Those are the times I remember most to let the little things go.

So, my love. Here's to four years together. Here's to letting the little things go.

These are the pictures of the Kirsch cake we got from our favorite local bakery, Bee Bell Bakery, which is sadly closing its doors permanently next Saturday.