Yesterday was our wedding anniversary.
A year ago this morning, I woke up with a new last name and a husband beside me.
Everyone gives you so many warnings about your first year of marriage, how hard it is, and that if you can make it through, it’ll be (relatively) smooth sailing.
Let me just say, if the first year is supposed to be the hardest, then the rest of our lives will be an absolute breeze, because it has been the best year of my life.
I love you to the moon, baby! Can’t wait for the next 70 or so years! I have high hopes.