I love my husband.
He is such a goof ball. He makes me laugh.
I’ve hated all the time I haven’t got to spend with him. It’s hard. I feel like I’m torn in half when he is gone.
We were set up on a blind date by his roommate, who also happened to be in my painting class. Wait, let’s clarify: Taylor knew we were being set up. I honestly thought I was going to hang with Davie and a bunch of friends. Ha.
Our relationship has been everywhere. Literally. Since we’ve been together, we have lived in Utah, we drove cross-country to South Carolina and now, thanks to the Marine Corps, California.
He has put up with so much. I’m not the easiest person to be with, I’ll admit it. I end up apologizing a LOT. But he kisses my head, hugs me and tells me “it’s okay, darlin’.”
We were married after knowing each other for only a little over 3 months. We just knew that us meeting and falling in love…that’s what everything had led us to. It will be two amazing years on Friday (June 3).
I can be myself with him. That’s important.
I trust him with everything.
I love him with more.
He’s my hubby. My hon. My Marine.
Linking up to Alexandra Rose.