Four

I can still remember the sand under my feet and breeze in my hair the day you dropped down on one knee. I had been waiting (oftentimes impatiently) for this moment. This moment of a promised forever. You and me an unbreakable team.

I can remember all the details. The ditched ideas. The stresses of planning a perfect day. A day that would reflect us and our new life together. I can still feel the organza slide over my fingertips as my dress went over my head. Almost like when you dive under water for the first time and everything goes quiet. I can remember my dad handing me a handkerchief as I sobbed through our vows. Overcome with emotion that this day was finally here. The way you squeezed my hands and reassured me. It was a gorgeous day, a phenomenal party and it was only just the beginning.

I may have hated our flowers, never tasted our cake and cringed at how short the linens were on the bar tabletops. Things only I would notice, only I would care about. But now four years later I know gerbera daisies and too short linens are not problems. I know that the wedding is one day and while it may be beautiful - we all hope to have a marriage more beautiful than that day. I know that seasons of life will come and go and we will struggle and triumph through each one.

But we will always come out ahead, stronger than before.

Happy Anniversary, I love you!

Jennifer Skog Photography