4 Years Together

So today marks Pete and my 4 year wedding anniversary. To think we've made it 4 years. It seems like and eternity yet at the same time like it was yesterday.

I can still remember the day. Right now I would've been sitting in the living room of the house we were moving into, nervous. I had had a Starbucks caramel machiatto in the morning, my hair had been just finished and make up applied. Photos were being taken while everyone got ready around me. I remember getting into my dress only to find that it suddenly was big on me. How had I lost that much weight in less than a week? Double sided tape to the rescue.

Once we were all ready, all us girls jumped in the car and drove off to Boundary Bay Regional Park. It was starting to rain and to lighten the mood my sister improvised a song in the car which I remember made me smile and helped calm some nerves.

When we arrived to the park the sun had come out and the sand on the beach had dried. How amazing since it had only stopped raining not long before. Everything looked beautiful and the day was turning out to be perfect. I remember before making my way to the beach I sat in the Cammidge house snacking on crackers while I waited to get driven down to the beach (only a short 2 minute drive really).

My dad greeted me and my two nieces were there ready to walk ahead of me. Then it started...I still get butterflies when I think about the day. I get all nervous as I did walking down the aisle. My two bridesmaids (sister and sister in law) walked ahead, and I remember telling them "just get there, no sauntering or slow paced tip toeing, just get to the end of the aisle". I told the same to my dad. "Just get me there".

Well we got there, and then the rest of the ceremony was a blur. I cannot remember everything that happened. Maybe because I was nervous or maybe because I had asked the whole ceremony not to be longer than 5 minutes (the pastor did tell me he would aim for 5 but that really it would be more like 7). I remember kissing and then leaving excited it was all over. I think ceremonies are beautiful and can have so much meaning and such a great opportunity to really show your commitment to one another, but with my nerves it would've been too much to be there for longer than I was. I would've been panicking and who knows. Fortunately I made it, and I'm married to the most amazing man on earth.

I love Pete so much and I am just as committed as I was the day I walked down that aisle. I am so fortunate that God allowed us to be brought together. He is the one who understands me beyond anyone else. Even when he doesn't (because come on, who really understands a women? even we women don't) he still is far ahead in strides and leaps compared to anyone else.

He is my best friend, my confidant, he puts up with my craziness that likes to come out sometimes, my funny ideas, my spontaneous moments, and knows how to love me better than I know how to love myself. Somehow he always knows what I need and strives to provide it. He pushes me, he believes in me, he supports me, and cherishes me beyond measure. The things he does for me and his family (even though sometimes it takes a big fall, or a life altering moment for me to see it through my glazed, selfish, female eyes) blows me away. He sacrifices, loves, and cherishes his family.

I cannot imagine life without him and am so fortunate to have him by my side. I look forward to growing old with him and living with him as my friend and life long love for the next 100.

Pete I love you with all I can, and have, and yah! Thanks for being an amazing husband and choosing to walk this walk with me. I pray I will be able to deliver to all your needs and wants, and be the wife God designed me to be for you. Love you like crazy!

To the rest of our lives.