To the love of my life,

It's just you and I...

The two of us...

Six years ago today, I married a boy who was selfish, not used to putting someone else first, and someone who hadn't quite figured out what it really meant to love.  But I also married a boy and saw into his soul and knew his tough exterior was just an act.  I married a boy who I knew loved me the way Christ intended for a husband to love a wife. 

Six years ago today, you married a girl who was just as selfish, not used to NOT getting her way, and had a problem listening (okay maybe she still does).  She was determined to show you what she saw in you as a person, husband, and friend and loved you deeply since before she knew it to be true.

It's been that love for each other that has carried us through the past six years.  Because when it came down to it, loving you meant way more than anything else that tried to throw us off track.  Loving you has been the greatest joy in my life thus far and I'm not sure how I ended up so lucky...but I'll take it.

That boy that I married evolved into an amazing man over the past six years and I'm pretty pumped about the fact that really it's only just begun.

You are my rock, you take me as I am (crazy and all), you make me feel beautiful, and I can't wait to watch the next episode of the Canean and Leigh Ann show (something along the lines of The King of Queens)...full of love, humor, good food, and probably lots of curveballs thrown in between.

Thanks for riding this ride with me babe, you da best..and I love you as big as the beach!!!

Happy Anniversary!

XoXo