Two years ago today we sealed the deal, official and forever and ever amen.
Two years ago today we danced for the first time as husband and wife under lights my dad lovingly strung across our backyard, hurriedly ate sushi and cookies and milk, hugged and smiled and giggled so much our cheeks ached.
It seems like we were babies then, with no idea how this whole love thing works, even though we’d already been waist deep for years.
I loved you the first time I laid eyes on you–my soul just reached to yours, without my consent–like being swept up by your toes into whirlwind tornado of rainbows and awesome, and by the time you realize you’ve left the ground you’re already too high up to go back.
And here we are, still swirling. Still waking up every single morning in each other’s arms, and I smile and blindly kiss you until you peel yourself away. Still swimming in the most amazing glittering love, seventy thousand feet deep. Not without bumps, long conversations about the things that matter most to us, tears when things were impossible to face–but there is no one on this earth or in this universe I’d rather share hard things and hilarious things and happy things with than you.
Happy anniversary, baby. Here’s to 129386690234 more.
Our song. (Not to be confused with Cyndi Lauper’s song by the same title…ughw.)
Photos above by Ashlee Raubach.
