Today my husband and I are celebrating four beautiful years of marriage. On the one hand, seems a little strange to celebrate what I hope is a very short time in the grand scheme of our marriage, but on the other hand it is kind of staggering how much we’ve learned, grown, and loved in the four years since our wedding day.
And to be honest? I’m not sure what to say about it other than I am so thankful to be a part of a faith that believes marriage is a sacrament. To love another person is to see the face of god? Done and done. I have learned more about God through the love my husband and I share than any book or homily. My marriage pushes me to be less selfish and more charitable, to reconsider how I use my words and where I put my time, to look at things from a new perspective, and to realize how much the world wants you to settle for superficial happiness instead of deep joy. We’re still learning those things and trying to improve our communication and consideration skills each day. We’ve had some crazy ups and downs thrown at us by life but we are lucky enough to have our marriage strengthen us in those times. I happen to think we’re pretty cool people on our own, but we are so much better together.
We’re celebrating this anniversary while traveling so any of our celebrations will be with our son tagging along. I’ll be honest, I was a little disappointed with this prospect at first but now I think maybe it’s the most fitting and special way to spend the day. We spent time outdoors in the gorgeous weather having a picnic and visiting the zoo and I’m looking forward to a special dinner tonight, but most of all I’m looking forward to the next four years and our time together as a family… and the next four… and the next… and the next… till death do us part.