Two Years Ago

This is a very special day. So special, in fact, that I plan to write multiple blog entries. The first, and obviously most important, is that today is my 2nd Anniversary. I haven't decided exactly what the second blog will be about, but there is a good chance that it will be about Snuggies, so get ready for that.

But anyway. As I was driving to work this morning, I was thinking about what exactly what I was doing 2 years ago today. It was such a crazy, stressful, fun day. I swore I wasn't going to be a Bridezilla, and I think I did a pretty good job of it. Except that one moment where I locked myself in my sister's bathroom and sat in her bathtub, crying because one of my bridesmaids wasn't cooperating properly in the process of getting our hair "did". But that was one brief moment. I was delightful the rest of the day. And the cocktail or two that my sister slipped me was simply for refreshment. So anyway. What I remember most about all of that preparation hoopla was early in the morning, long before anyone was awake. I woke up on my sister's couch, having stubbornly stuck to my resolution that Gordon and I could not sleep together the night before our wedding. It was my little salute to propriety, I guess. So I woke up before the sun was up, partly thanks to my friend's dog, Rugby, and partly thanks to the fact that I was a bundle of stress, nerves and excitement. Five a.m. found me in Starbucks (where else??) drinking an octo-shot latte, trying to find the exact words to describe the way that I felt. In the end, I didn't finish writing those vows until about 4 minutes before the ceremony started.

It's funny...I think about what I would say in those vows today, if I had to do it again. I would definitely thank Gordon for changing my life and for loving me the way that he does. I would still tell him that he is my world and nothing on this earth could ever change that. But you know, I think I might mean all of that stuff even more than I did on that day, two years ago. I would tell him that I will stand by his side through the rough times when we feel like fighting and yelling and giving up. I would promise that I will stand by his side in the good times, too, those times when money is good and we have triplets and the house is always clean (because we have a maid). I would probably add that I promise to choose to put our marriage and our life before everything, and that I would make that choice every day for the rest of my life. And to be fair, I would still tell him that I DO NOT promise to obey him, but I do promise to take his opinion into consideration.

Gordon and I have been together for more than six years now, six years of good and bad and easy and hard times. The thing that strikes me the most today is how proud I am of the life and the relationship we have built. It has been built on more love than you can even imagine, on friendship, on humor, on a few tears and on lots and lots and lots of compromise. We have found the recipe for a perfect marriage, the two of us together. And we'll keep tweaking and substituting that recipe along the way, because if we don't ever accomplish another thing in this life, we will know that we have lived a rich life worth being proud of.