I’m going to take time off from my normal banter about the book to share something a bit personal with you.
Today is mine and Liberty’s 12th wedding anniversary. We’ve been together for 15 years, actually, if you include the “courtship period”. When we got together she was in the process of getting divorced, and I was almost out of college. She already had this adorable, precocious and oh-so-smart 2-year old daughter. I had barely more than a clue to my name.
We’ve had 15 wonderful years together. Not all of them have been easy — life loves to throw us curve balls seemingly every time we step up to the plate — but the good ones have far outweighed the bad.
I’d be nowhere without her. She’s the hardest working person that I’ve ever met. She’s lovely, smart, and funny. I look at her and wonder how I got so lucky, and more often than not I wonder what she sees in me.
But she sees something, and that’s what’s important. She keeps a hyperactive boy with impulse control issues on track, and she keeps our epileptic daughter safe. She gets me to work and puts up with my moody craziness. She’s a blogger, a writer, a cook, a knitter, and an artist.
She’s the woman of my dreams. I still can’t figure out what the hell I did to deserve her… but she’s mine, so back off! ;D
12 years ago I stood and watched her come down the stairs in her wedding dress while “Desert Rose” played in the background. I was nervous, excited, and thought I was dreaming. We danced to “Face to Face” and “Fields of Gold”, brought Takenya up to do some vows as we formed our new family, and had a terrific time. It was the best day of my life.
After a while we moved away from Colorado and went to Washington. We’ve struggled with jobs, and houses, and kids. We’ve had our fair share of bumps, but our greater share of happy times.
She’s my inspiration. She pushes me to do better, and she’s there to hold me when I’m feeling “off”. She keeps me going long after I’m ready to give up, and she’s always quick to help me see my successes when all I see are my failures.
She’s more than I deserve, and more than I could have ever hoped for.
I Love You, Baby. You are my dream, my fantasy, and my one true love. I would be nothing without you. Thank you for spending this past decade with me. Thank you for being my wife.