Yes, I know this is a little late. Better late then never, right?
Ben and I have been married for 5 years. Those years have included two cross-country moves, two children, 3 cars, countless jobs, a mortgage, sickness, health, lots of richness and a little poorness. And a cat and a bunny.
Through everything I've learned to love and respect Ben more. I leared so much about myself, things I'm proud of and things I don't like so much. And I've realized that being naieve about everything that we were going to go through was a good thing - I might not have gone through with it, I don't think in my wildest dreams I would have known how strong he is, how strong we are together.
I said before we were married that he is my kite string. A kite can't fly without a string, it just gets tossed around by the wind. He keeps me grounded enough to let me soar, tolerates my hobbies and passions, tells me when I'm wrong, and supports anything I put my mind to.
He is the most wonderful man I could have married, an excellent father and my best friend.