3 years ago today we were married.
3 years ago today we walked hand in hand down the aisle as Mr. & Mrs.
3 years ago today was the best day of my life.
3 years ago today I didn't know what I was in for. 3 years can be a short time to some, and long time to others. It's been an exciting chapter so far, and I've learned a lot.
I've learned that he likes to have "sock parties" around our house, and now it makes me laugh to find piles of socks everywhere, instead of screaming.
I've learned that no matter what I cook for dinner, he always dreams about having a Buffalo Chicken Sandwich. Because it's his favorite. And he needs no other reason.
I've learned that he thinks I'm crazy. In a good way. And he loves it.
I've learned that at 4 am after having my tonsils removed, he's there with a popsicle, trying to make the pain go away.
I've learned that he will be there beside me when I get a new job, and yell and get excited right along with me.
I've learned that he will also be there for me when I lose my job, and shout in anger about what he wishes he could do to fix the situation.
I've learned that love really does get better with time. And that every day, every hour, every minute, every crazy second with him is a blessing. And I can't wait until the 3 years turns into 30, and the 30, and if we could ever be so lucky, would turn into 300.