Two years of marriage can be marked off the calendar today. It got me thinking
about what is special about a wife, what puts them on a different level then
say a good friend. In my experience, friends reach their waterline very quickly
. You reach a level of trust and comfort with a friend very fast,
and things just kinda stay there or eventually start to fall off. A
wife is different. It kinda feels the same at the start, I mean this is your bes
t friend
we are talking about, but their is always a sense that you are just at the edge
of how wonderful she is. That any second, you’ll have reached this point
where it just can’t get any better. She can’t be any more beautiful then
when you first met her, her hand can’t fit yours any better then it
did the first time. You spend a long time on that edge. Every time you
think you have the shape of just how perfect she is, she polishes it just a
little more.
Every single day for two years I have looked at my wife and thought to myself,
this is perfection. I could live 100 years and never have to look to someone
elses love because of something that she lacked. Still every day, she adds
one more step to my path before my feet find that edge.
Their isn’t a morning that I don’t wake up excited to be in love with my wife.
Their isn’t a night that I don’t go to sleep thankful to even be a friend to
her, nevermind her husband.
Jessi, I’m running out of words, not stuff to say, but I can’t seem to wrap
words around it well enough to paint the picture I want. So I’ll end with I
love you and thank you for sharing these last two years with me.