Something borrowedSomething blue
Tomorrow is our 3 year anniversary. Wow. Has it really been that long? Has it really been that short?
One of these days I'll write our "story" down... pretty disappointing I still haven't done that.
It's pretty crazy to think about how we thought we were in love then. We were just little babies and not to discount the love we were in, but...it's just so much better now, so much deeper, so much more secure, and so much sweeter, more...tender.
And I'm sure it will just keep on getting better with time and that is truly something to look forward to. I have this irrational fear of getting old. Like it stresses me out more than I'd like to admit, but, when I look at Gar it calms my fears. I am blessed to grow old with this man.
If you know Gar and I you know we are pretty different...OK really different (just read my side bar). But, turns out, that's one of the things I love most about Gar. It's what makes our relationship so fun! He makes up everything I lack (which is a lot my friends). And he makes me so much better. We've brought each other experiences we never would have had otherwise and loved every minute of it.
Sometimes Gar and I talk about the beginning...and we laugh at our different perceptions. And we talk quietly about how it maybe almost didn't happen and the little bumps a long the way. And the opposition we got from a lot of people around us.
Sometimes I think about how much work Gar was to get. Turns out, he's a star at playing hard to get. I think I even tried to give up...but he was just kind of irresistible. And, what's that saying? Nothing worth having is easy...? something like that. Well, it's most definitely true and Gar was worth every angry girl moment he caused (Thank you Alanis).
When we were dating and I was weighing out the future I knew that if I walked away from him it would be the end. I would lose him forever and I knew I would always regret that. I knew I didn't want to live without him.
I love him.
So I snatched him up and never looked back! :)
Happy three years to the man better than my dreams.