I woke up this morning to find a surprise post by my husband; an open letter to me which marks the one year anniversary of us meeting. Last year, on this 20th of May, I was nervously getting ready to meet this boy that had sent me an email after reading my blog. We both felt so connected to each other, having shared a very similar life and past.
And after texting into the deep hours of the night for a couple weeks, we decided that it was time to meet in person.
If you are interested in reading a little more about our personal thoughts of that day, you can read this post. Of course, two weeks later I had moved in with him. A week later we were engaged. And we said our vows just four short months after that. As we approach our 8th month of being married, I feel proud … and still a little scared. But I guess the good things are always a bit scary, eh?