Two Years and Counting

Yesterday was T's and my second wedding anniversary. On the one hand, that seems like such a drop in the bucket; on the other hand, I cannot believe it's already been two years. We've had our ups and downs, and we're coming to some important realizations in our relationship, like the fact that we need to be more straightforward with each other because 1) we share mutual respect and don't say things out of meanness and 2) we have committed to the other person and should be able to say what we feel without worrying that the other person will leave. Yes, somewhere in my head that ridiculous notion still creeps in on occasion. What can I say, I grew up with a lot of divorce, not just in my own family. Mom, you are a good role model and you have not "scarred me for life". At all. :-)

It's nice being married to my best friend. We've both done a lot of growing and still have more to do, but I like the fact that we get to do it together. Last night at a terrific dinner at Shango, a local restaurant that has fun cajun food, we made a list of what we wanted to accomplish as a couple during our third year of marriage. I think we can stick to it, partially because one of our goals is to follow through when we make plans, not just "Huh. Wouldn't it be fun if we did X?" We also agreed to take ourselves and each other a little less seriously, which I think will help me a LOT.

I'm with someone I trust completely, who encourages me to stand on my own two feet yet supports me tremendously. He is kind to a fault, loyal, friendly, loving, reliable, and just as goony as I am. Thank God. For gifts, I gave him a Buffalo Bills blanket and tie (cotton is traditional for year #2); he got me roses and a yoga shirt from one of my favorite stores, Gaiam. Boy, do we know each other.

Happy annversary, sweetie. I love you so much and I'm honored to be walking through life with you.