One Year of Marriage

Dear Aaron, 

I will never forget our first Christmas together as husband and wife - sitting around the fireplace with the whole Turbeville clan, the smell of garlic and Christmas tree pine. Our bellies are full from food and laughter, and ribbons and wrapping paper lay crumpled on the floor. T-daddy and T-mama open their gifts to one another; a special Christmas moment and tradition. The attention is diverted, but my eyes can not leave your grandparents - an irresistible pull that grabs me and I can not help but see our future lives, sitting around a room full of our children and their children - arrows in the hand of a warrior our children will be; a heritage from the Lord. And I see your eyes perhaps in the newest way, knowing full and well a heart created for the other. You squeeze my hand and I swear I can feel it years from now, resting on the threshold of one life leading into another and I see your grandparents look around the room and hear the words so beautiful and clear I think they were meant for me and mine. "Look what we made," says T-mama, her hand resting on your grandfather's hand. They look into the other's eyes and I know that what they see is more precious than they ever imagined. 

It has been one year since we entered into this covenant of marriage. We have laughed and cried -  pushed the other and we have tried earnestly to seek God's face even when we fail. The joy that abounds because of what the Lord has given me in a husband has made me understand thankfulness and grace in a way I never thought possible. I love you immensely, in overwhelming amounts. Thank you for being my best friend, and for continuing to love me without ceasing on this adventure. I pray one day, if in His plan, the Lord will allow us to look around a room full of his people and say, "look what we made." 

Happy one year anniversary, sweetheart, and many more to come.

<3M