Love is such a huge word. Maybe even the biggest word I use? Definitely.
When I was younger, I remember imagining what life would be like when I found the person I loved. It was too hard to imagine. I didn't know him, I didn't know what he looked like, what he liked to do, how he dressed, what his personality was like.
I remember when I was in high school saying things to my friends like, "Can you believe that in probably EIGHT years we will be married!?"
I get to cuddle with this guy I know and hang out with him any time I want, we cook together, we have a baby together, we have fun together. We love together. All the time we look at each other and say, "Can you believe we are married?"
For those of you who haven't heard our story (long story short) we met when I was in the 12th grade, he was out of high school, in the army, and he was on leave from his 1st tour in Iraq. We had the same group of friends, so that's how we initially met each other. He wasn't my type (and at the time I had a boyfriend, so I really never paid much attention to him... later on, that relationship ended several months later). When I graduated high school, I was browsing through myspace and recognized him and added him as a friend. He myspace messaged me (keeping it classy of course) and we talked and he told me he had been back in Iraq and was coming home to the states in a couple of months. From that day on we have talked every single day.
We started dating August 30, 2006.
We were engaged on March 17, 2007 (seven months after we started dating -- cray cray, I know!)
We got married October 30, 2007.
Love. You have to compromise, be selfless, and much much more. It's the easiest thing I have ever done, because I know I wouldn't rather do those things for any other man in the world, and I know no man in this world could love me like he does.
(Please excuse the dorky hipster glasses)
I will never be able to wrap my mind around the fact that I married Micheal Johnson. He's my best friend. I am overwhelmingly in love with this one single person. God chose ME to be his wife.
XOXO,
Tiare
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