Four years ago today, the Husband and I got married. It was cold, windy, and snowing hard, tiny pellets of snowflakes. The power in my hometown went out at about 11am. My groom was late for the ceremony due to fallen trees on the road to the church. But, nothing could dampen our spirits. We were young, so trusting of our love for each other, so full of hope for the future, so ready to barrel headlong into the unknown together.
Four years later, and nothing has changed, except that I’ve started to go grey in earnest. There are still a lot of unknowns ahead of us: career changes, big moves, perhaps, and, of course, the biggest unknown of all – parenthood. But, we’ve made it through these first four years with that trust intact, stronger even. I can no longer imagine myself without him.
It’s a beautiful thing.