Today is mine and Jim’s anniversary. Five years. Half a decade. A house and a baby and a new car and new jobs. Countless parties and get-togethers and nights out and dinners cooked. New friends. Fun trips and not-so-fun trips. A new kitchen floor, a new couch, a new tv, a new dining room table. Multiple coats of paint and rearranging of picture frames.
It’s so crazy and awesome – awesomely crazy? – to think of the last five years of my life and think about the events and non-events, the purchases and the experiences, and know that Jim has been part of all of that. I know that five years isn’t that long compared to our parents and grandparents who have loved each other many more years that we have, but Jim and I both know that every day gets us one day closer to celebrating a golden anniversary {and hopefully more!}. And I can’t imagine spending those days with anyone else.
If you know me, you know I like to celebrate anything for an extended amount of time. So, last weekend we went to the Zac Brown Band concert {which was SO fun!} to kick off the anniversary week and tonight we are going to one of our favorite restaurants, Barrington’s, for dinner. We keep to the traditional anniversary gifts and the fifth year is wood. As you know, Jim has built a new deck and I love it!
Yesterday, I had to exchange a pair of earrings at the kate spade store and the sales girl immediately remembered who I was – I had been in the store last Friday, playing with a bag I had been looking at for what felt like months. It was finally on sale, and then the sale items were on sale, but I couldn’t pull the trigger. However, Jim knew I wanted that bag, so he called and put it on hold and stopped on his way home from work to get it for me {while I was at the pool with Molly, by they way – how hard is my life??}. Megan, the sales girl, noticed my bag yesterday and Molly {Jim and I had both managed to work her into our conversations. Aren’t the most adoring parents?} and remembered the whole situation. She told me how sweet it was of my husband to go through the effort to get that bag for me and that he seemed genuinely happy for me to have it. {I didn’t tell her that he was probably genuinely happy that I didn’t pay full price for it, but that’s another story!}
The point is, I was glad to have to the opportunity to tell Megan that my husband was amazing and that he makes me very happy. That he works hard and is funny and is a great dad to our daughter, and it made me realize that I don’t tell HIM enough that he works hard, is funny, is a great day and makes me happy. So I’m telling you now, Jim, and the whole world – I love you.
And I agree with something else Megan said: There aren’t many guys like you out there, so I consider myself lucky that I found you when I did.
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