Writing this story out at times has been harder than I anticpated as it can take me back to the intensity of how I felt during those days. The extreme highs of being in love and the extreme lows of being unengaged. Also Mark and I have different perspectives at times and we can start to relive that tension again while retelling the story.
Sometimes it is hard to go back because the "us" I know now is different from the "us" I knew then. Our love now is deeper, stronger, more passionate. It has been seasoned and tested with time and come out better for it.
I always tell people that our love story was kind of upside down. I knew I was going to marry Mark, then I got engaged, then I fell in love, then I got married, then we became best friends. I remember that moment in mid July 2002 when I knew for sure deep down in my heart that this was indeed the man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. It was well past our engagement and we were on an airplane flying to Florida together and I could feel myself falling for him in a whole new way. I was falling in love.
Today Mark is my best friend. I see how perfectly matched and paired we really are. We laugh more than ever together. He really is a funny guy. He helps me not take myself or life so seriously when I can tend to be uptight.
I love that are love just keeps getting better. That is really one of the best parts of marriage...that it just keeps getting sweeter with time.
Our life is not always a fairy tale. We fight, yell and want to throw things at one another sometimes. We can bring out the best and the worst in each other. We can both be stubborn and strong willed. At times we say things we regret but at the end of the day there is really no one else I want to do life with.
But there is something about living life with someone who sees the ugly, the imperfect, the crazy and still loves me. And still chooses me.
Marriage at its best is a little picture of God's love for me and it kind of blows me away.