four years

Dear Ryan,

Today marks four years since we said “I do” in our tiny little winter wedding in New Hampshire. So much has changed since then. And yet, so much remains the same, too. I still get those butterflies when I look at you in the morning. We still laugh at the most inappropriate things, and your dad jokes continue to impress me. I still love how much you challenge me to be the best version of myself, and how you advocate for me every single time. How in the world did I get to be so lucky?

In four years, we’ve accomplished so much. We made a home in Arizona for less than a year. We welcomed our first little boy, and we moved across the country to New York as a family. We bought our first house together, and we settled in for a while. You deployed to Kuwait and Iraq, and we weathered our first deployment. Together, we ran our first half marathons (and then I ran a marathon!) We welcomed our second little boy into our family, and we adopted a dog. Through it all, you’ve been my rock.

This past year was challenging while you were overseas, but one thing kept me going. You. Every single day, you wake up and put on that uniform, even when you don’t want to. You work hard and support our family, and my dreams, every day. I want you to know that my vows to you remain the same as they were then.

I will always support you, love you, and honor you. Thank you for making me the luckiest woman in the world, Ryan. Here’s to an eternity more!