We met, we dated, We fell in love, we broke up, we got back together, we broke up about a year, and tragedy brought us back together again. In the fall of 2009 Adam's dad passed away, two weeks later my grandfather passed away, it was like those two things made us see our need for each other.
We had to grow apart for a while to truly grow together. God knew that. I had to learn who God was, and how to love the one who first loved me, I had to understand what True love was, before I could truly love Adam. Understanding God's love for me put things in a whole new perspective.
I know I annoy him. I take my shoes off and leave them in the middle of the floor (he always puts them in the closet), I wear his socks sometimes, I leave clean clothes in the laundry basket for a few days, I go to bed with the sheet pushed to the bottom (he just makes the bed with me laying in it).... he gets me.
He gets me at my worst and he gets me at my best.... and he always chooses to keep me.
His smile and laugh are contagious. His heart is made of gold. His sense of humor and jokes, while not always the best, keep me laughing. We have fun (so much fun). We fight... but at the end of the day we are so in LOVE, and for that I thank God every day for the man I get to call my husband.