It was kind of a bummer having to decline party invitations and seeing pictures of our closest friends enjoying themselves in places like Las Vegas and Cancun...places we probably would've been at had it not been for our early surprise. I'd be lying if I said that all of these sacrifices we were making didn't test our loyalty to one other. We had to think like parents now, and not like newlyweds who had the money and the freedom to enjoy their young years together as a couple.
I could sit here thinking about the things we didn't get to do in our first year of marriage and what we missed out on, but that's not what I remember most about the year. What I remember most was Anthony running to Albertsons in the middle of the night getting Pillsbury cinnamon rolls because he heard me say I was craving Cinnabon but the mall was already closed. What I remember most was Anthony calling me several times a day at work to always make sure I was okay. What I remember the most is how much we laughed and I cried at all the romantic comedies I forced him to watch. What I remember the most is all the long hours he worked so we could put away enough money for the baby. What I remember the most is how every time we fought, I'd catch him watching our wedding video because it made him feel better. What I remember the most is how wonderful it was to watch him grow as a husband...and the most amazing father.
A year ago today...MY life ended.
And OURS began.
I love you, babe.
