So tomorrow we head off to Asheville. Bright and early. To celebrate Anniversary #5, which is Saturday. I know I will get caught up in Asheville posts, and I wanted to make sure that I remind you all what a wonderful husband I have.

The picture above is from our first anniversary – which we also celebrated at the Crooked Oak Mountain Inn. It was our first trip to Asheville. I remember that day so well – not as well as the wedding, of course, but I was so excited. I had bought a new dress (which I did again this year), I had picked out Nathan’s clothes, we were going to a swanky restaurant. I really thought that I couldn’t be any happier.

And then our marriage just kept getting better.

I get so sad when I read or hear about people who struggle in their relationships. People who are abused or belittled or yelled at. I don’t know what is different in my house, but my marriage is just easy. Not most days, but every day. My biggest complaint is his unhuman amount of gas. His biggest complaint about me is that I have a tendency to leave my Starbucks bottles on the counter instead of throwing them in the trash. He is patient, respectful, nice, and just an amazing guy. I am consistently shocked that he chose me – and incredibly thankful that he did.

So here’s to us. I know that this is just the beginning. I cannot imagine the life that lies before us.  I am excited for it all: kids or no kids, old houses or new houses, mountains or ocean, Lexington or Greenup (or who knows where else). All the days of my life.

Everything seems so much lighter since I met you.