One year ago, Ronnie got down on one knee and asked me to spend the rest of my life with him. I said yes. I said yes to being his wife. I said yes to being his best friend and life partner. I said yes to falling asleep every night next to him and waking up beside him each morning. I said yes to celebrating life when him in times of joy and yes to holding his hand during times of sorrow. I said yes to saying "I'm sorry" and "forgive me" and yes to offering grace even when I want to be mad.
I said yes to doing my best to love him selflessly, putting his needs above mine. I said yes to picking up his clothes off the floor and he said yes to always re-organizing the dishwasher after I've loaded it. I've said yes to a life a little less planned out and a little more spontaneous, and he's embraced my need to have a daily, weekly, and long term life plan.
We said yes to each other. To never giving up, even when life makes love look hard. The past year of my life has been one of tremendous growth and each day, I am more and more thankful that I said yes to the man who is now my husband, my best friend, my biggest encourager and my safe place. I've never met a more selfless, loving, patient and gentle man and still feel so lucky that I am the one who gets to be his wife.