Last week, Joshua and I celebrated our one-year wedding anniversary. One year. Wow! So much has happened in the past year since we said our vows on Lake George.
We were in not one— but two more weddings. Felice & Christian and Nikki & Anthony.
We traveled— a lot. New York, Utah, Pennsylvania, Maryland, and Ohio.
We moved— again. We went from a 3rd story apartment building to base housing here in Virginia.
We cut up all our credit cards— then got two new ones.
We got older— his 25th birthday last July and my 27th this past May.
He got promoted to Sergeant— and transitioned into a new position as infantry instructor to officers.
I started working for with a new company as a graphic designer— then switched positions to become a social media strategist.
He continued taking online courses toward his Bachelors— and changed his major to Homeland Security when he transferred to a new online school.
We got news that we might be moving— again.
We went to Kings Dominion— a bunch of times.
We ran through our new neighborhood late at night when everyone’s Christmas lights were up— for a whole month.
We discovered a mutual love— for Pirate’s Booty, Spartacus, creating new nicknames for Lady, nature walks, charcoal grills, and wedding cake.
We celebrated 9 holidays— together. No deployments, no training evolutions, no classes. 4th of July, Labor Day, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year’s Eve, Valentine’s Day, St. Patrick’s Day, Easter, and Memorial Day.
We welcomed 4 baby girls of close friends & family into the world— Sage, Ari, Mia, and Zoe.
We went to the Marine Corps Birthday Ball— and saw Justin Timberlake there.
Firsts: I got my first tattoo— he got his first archery bow.
We ate a lot of Moes— on Mondays.
We figured out the best way to share our schedules & sync our calendars— after much trial and error.
He shaved his head— and I dyed mine platinum.
We got our first Christmas tree— and forgot to water it.
We downloaded Foursquare— and continue fighting to be the first to “check in.”
We upgraded to a queen size bed— with a pillow top, and it’s heavenly.
We drank too much Starbucks— and not enough margaritas.
Joshua: Cheers to another year, and dozens more after that. You’re my best friend & my better half, and I couldn’t imagine my life without you in it. I love you, baby!