Eight years ago today, I committed my life to my best friend.  

I remember waking up that morning, frantically cleaning the house and the car, being late to the church, forgetting to shave, frantically getting dressed and loosing my breath as she walked toward me.  I remember talking during most of the ceremony, and the heat that August brought.  I remember the smell of the church, the sound of the music and the anticipation of the life ahead.  I remember putting the ring on her finger and telling her I would love her forever, and I remember thinking it wouldn’t be hard to.

That was eight years ago and I am more in love with my wife than I have ever been.  I am so lucky to be sharing my time here with her.  There is no one else I would rather have by my side.

This is also part of Positive Post Tuesday… Duh.  How could it not be? Your turn.