It's my 5th anniversary today.
And I have to tell you that the hubbs out did himself. The hubbs leaves really early in the morning (out the door by 6:45). I woke up around 6:30 and talked to him while he finished getting ready. He got out his present (which I think is too big and will have to be returned) and headed out the door with a kiss and a happy anniversary.
I could hear the kids singing and cooing in their room and I took the opportunity to walk into the kitchen for a few quiet cleaning minutes before the kids were really awake. Sitting on the kitchen counter was 1 Reses Peanut Butter Cup and a love note. Claire has a peanut allergy so we don't have peanut butter candy around here so the Reses was a major surprise but the love note....ahhh the love note. The hubbs has never written me a love note. We are talking about a man who clams up and wants to leave the room when I ask him to tell me 5 things he loves about me.
It was amazing and I cried.
The hubbs proposed to me while we were on vacation in Oregon. We were at the bottom of Multnomah falls and I ran into the use the bathroom (hardly a surprise). I remember very vividly sitting down to pee and thinking, "what if he asks me to marry him?" (it's beautiful there and pretty romantic). I count the next thought that came to my head as perhaps the greatest inspiration I have ever received. I was somewhat frantically thinking about if I was ready and what marriage meant and then a very calm and clear thought came to me. It was simply, "It would be a happy life with him."
And this life may not be glamorous or hip but it has been happy. Very happy.
Here's to 5 happy years and many many more.