Today is my one year anniversary with The Mister.
365 days ago (or rather, 366 because of the Leap Year) our friends and family gathered in Boyd, Texas at A Day Away Retreat and witnessed us sealing our lives as two separate beings, but one force – moving forward, together.
I was terrified. I knew that marrying The Mister was what I wanted to do, but it wasn’t too long before that, that I even knew if marriage was something I wanted or not.
It was almost as if I woke up one day and felt at peace with marrying him and knew it was something I had to do. The calling was bigger than me.
Much like my calling to birth a baby of abundance this year.
The seed was planted and there was no denying it.
My intuition has always shown up in what seems to be impulsive decisions. But the more I have learned to listen to it and trust it, the bigger and better the adventures become.
Now, here I sit – one year after listening to and answering my calling – having lived the very best year of my life thus far.
At one time I believed that commitment was something that came in waves in relationships. Something beyond our control when listening to the heart. But now I see commitment as a gift.
I am devoted to the health and well being of my marriage.
I feel stronger because we are together. I feel supported and loved, unconditionally. I feel grateful, beyond my wildest dreams.
The Mister is a man of few words with most people, but with me, he is someone who sees right through me. Who understands, without me having to say… anything.
For the most part.
Someone who knows when to give me space and when to hold on tighter. He is my rock. He is my constant. He is my beacon and the love of my life.
I would not be where I am without him and his support.
I trust in our love like I trust in God. Something that is deeply rooted in my heart and soul. Something to stand tall in. Something to let go in and something to hold on to.
Cheers, my Mister – to another spectacular year, full of adventure and fierce love.