To The Groom

See the man in the middle?

Yes, the handsome one.

  I don't tell you enough how amazing he is. 

I know him well! 

 As he stood there,

with those other men,

 I wanted to jump up and down

 and yell out a good ole' high school cheer,

 but I just quietly held my phone,

down low,

obscurely,

 and snapped a photo,

 as I blinked back tears

 and hoped the picture wasn't blurry.

 

And all those years ago,

 when I stood in a fluffy white dress, 

 at the end of the aisle,

with flowers on one arm,

 and my hand clutching Daddy's elbow,

 waiting for the church bells to ring six times,

so we could take the walk down the aisle to HIM,

the one in the middle,

 who wasn't in the middle then,

 but oh so front and center

 and MY groom. 

 There he stood

 much like he is in this photo,

 handsome, smart, witty, diligent and loyal

 and I was in love,

over the moon,

head over heels,

heart racing,

jittery, quivery,

melt my heart,

IN LOVE...

 

 or so I thought.

 

But I found out

 that love is way more than what I felt that day,

 that moment when my heart was pounding

 with excitement and joy.

 

I found out that love is...

 

the frustrated moments

 sad moments

 happy moments

 gut wrenching moments

 I don't know what to do moments

 eyes meeting across the room moments

I don't have another single idea moments
the praying moments

 I'm sick of this moments

 I'm tired moments

 your hand holding mine moments

 can you believe this moments

 catch you off guard moments

I can't take one more thing moments

 

And I found out 

LOVE is
 knowing

 in all these moments,

that you have each others back.

Your arms are linked.

You've got this...

 together.

It's solid.

It's love.

 

Life is a roller coaster. 

I don't know if we are going up

or

going down...

but I know we are definitely

GOING!

 

And the handsome one in the middle...

I'm still in LOVE.

Desperately.

Yep, I would walk down the aisle all over again

and do THIS LIFE all over again

with HIM.

Just HIM.

And the other day when he said he just didn't like himself very much,
and I wanted to cheerfully quip,
"Well, it's a good thing I do then."
Instead I just reached for his hand.

 

Nope, it's not our anniversary.

He's just that amazing!