XV (not to be confused with Quinceañera)
November 22, 2013 Leave a comment
I’m exhausted, and very happy. In the last week, I’ve built four pieces of furniture (a shelving unit, two bookcases and a crib) to get our house a little more ready for the birth of our daughter.
It wasn’t long ago that this seemed like a chimerical will-o’-the-wisp, and now it feels quite real indeed.
But none of those dreams would have been more than figments, let alone realities, had not Sarah taken my hand in marriage fifteen years ago. That remains the best thing which has ever happened to me. I will always be grateful for her ability to see beyond who I was then, and her willingness to give me a chance – it would have been very easy to write me off.
I fell in love with Sarah right away, but each day is better than the one preceding. I’d do it all again in a heartbeat.
For fifteen beautiful, wonderful years, I thank you. And for the years to come, I applaud.
My cup of blessing runs over.