Three hundred sixty-five days ago I said “I do.” I said “I do” to a lifetime of love and commitment, to sharing my life with another human being, and to embarking on the great adventure that is marriage.
Three hundred sixty-five days ago, I was wearing a big puffy white dress and too much makeup. You were standing in too tight shoes and smelling like Ivory soap. You held my hand at the altar and the world faded away. In that moment I knew I was at exactly the right place at the right time. Every decision I have ever made, some way or another, led me to you, to that moment, and to today. Here I stand, 365 days more in love, one year of marriage under my belt, standing in line for Harry Potter and the Forbidden Journey, holding your hand, and looking forward to the future.
The last year was full of new experiences: traveling to Europe, moving to Cincinnati, starting new jobs, being long distance for the first time (Mr. Boa travels for work Monday through Thursday), buying a house, and adopting a puppy. Each of them made better because I got to share them with you. The reality of my life with you is so much better than what I could have dreamed or hoped for. You’re my true partner in life, my best friend, the ketchup to my fries, and the peanut butter to my jelly.
If you want to read about our adventures, you can read up on them at Modern Day Jibarita.