A Love Letter to My Wife

Because I am sneaky and devious (snevious?), I have managed to acquire the password to Jen’s blog.  And because I love her, I am not posting any spam about male enhancement or credit repair.  What I am going to do is let her readership know how much I love her, because it’s our 16^th anniversary today and we’re broke.  Stupid Christmas.

Sixteen years ago today, Jen and I were married in the Los Angeles Temple of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.  And I thought it was the greatest day of my life.  We were 20 years old, and had no idea what we were getting in to—we just knew we loved each other and that we were meant to be together.  Since then, I’ve realized that my initial assumption was only partly true.

I still know, more than I know just about anything, that we are meant to be together.  And because of our Temple marriage, we get to be together for eternity.  Which rulz.  But I was absolutely wrong about our wedding day being the greatest day of my life. 

Every day since then, without exception, has been better than the one before it.  We married so young (SO YOUNG) that we got to grow up together.  We’ve had the wonderful opportunity to get to know each other and learn about each other as we stopped being punk kids.  We have matured and developed.  We brought some kids into the world, and haven’t screwed them up—in fact, every time I look at them, I see Jen’s reflection in how wonderful and smart they are.  In sixteen years, there have been some rough days, but the one thing that has never changed is that every morning, I have woken up and looked over at my beautiful sweetheart and been shocked at how much more I love her today than yesterday.  Every day I’m stunned that it’s even possible for that to happen.  And even when it’s a hard day, or it’s been a long sleepless night with the kids or whatever, or I’ve been deployed and the only thing I could look at was her picture next to the head of my bed, I still fall in love every morning, harder than the day before.

So, my beautiful wife, the love of my life, Happy Anniversary.  I can’t wait to see what we are when we grow up.  Whatever it is, as long as I’m with you, it’s gonna be awesome.

Love,

w.