I am absolutely head over heels in love with my wife.
She's a force, a power, a pure element raw and unbalanced. She is like a tide, sweeping away sadness and flooding my high ground with happiness...and kelp.
Today is our 2nd anniversary. So Hurrah to us, I suppose.
I feel like we are cheating. Not on each other but rather cheating the world.
Marriage is supposed to be some sort of Gordian's Knot. Overbearing puzzles that are complicated and dense, confused and snarled. After decades you finally pull out a single string and feel rewarded.
Our marriage is like jumping rope. One string that revolves us. Any problem is one short jump and we move on.
I have friends ask me all the time, "Is it hard?" "What is it like giving up stuff?"
Everyday has been such an utter wonder to me. A blissful exercise of love that I haven't noticed that I have given anything up.
Sure some of my Bachelor things have fallen by the wayside: Dirty laundry, empty fridges, Top Ramen every night for 10 years. No more tapeworms.
To sum up. I have been blessed with many things in life. A loving family, great friends, an education at a major university that was pretty much paid for through my god given talent at absolute bullshit. I have two to five wonderful pets, a flat screen tv, musical instruments all over the place, an Xbox, etc.
Everything means nothing.
I have the love of the most substantial and meaningful person I've ever met. I enjoy the smile of the most charming and intelligent person I've ever met. I live for the kisses of the most beautiful woman in the world.
The most amazing thing about her? She makes me feel as I deserve it all.
I love you baby, happy anniversary.