Like Dentures, I can’t smile without you.
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Five years ago today, we became husband and wife. We knew we belonged together. And now, half a decade later, I can say with absolute certainty that the past five years have been the best of my entire life. I don’t tell you this as often as I should, but I love being your wife. In fact, I’m proud to be your wife. You would do anything for me. You put up with me and my shenanigans, day in and day out. And for that, you deserve more than a blog post, you deserve a trophy. Thank you for remaining endlessly patient with me. That might be your best quality. Cheers to the second half of this decade, and many, many more to come. I love you, B. Always have always will.
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I am always amazed at how little people actually understand of the word love. Our world today mistakes love for a feeling. But that is not love. My love for you is coloured with feelings but it is rooted in action. A colour photograph is nice, but a black and white one has a charm all of its own. People are always quick to say I love you because. But, I don’t love you because of anything. I just love you. Because that’s just it – there is no because apart from this: I love you because I choose to; because I see the special person that you are. You are so worthy to be loved, for no other reason but that you are. And I am so thankful to be the person whose job it is to love you.
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I promised to spend the rest of my life with you. I promised to love, comfort, honor and keep you for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, be faithful only to you so long as we both shall live. I promised. And I promise again.
Forgive me for the times when I haven’t been patient; when I’ve snapped at you or gotten frustrated.
Forgive me for when I haven’t been kind; when my tongue has been quicker and sharper than my head or my heart.
Forgive me for the times when I celebrate my victories over you; when I proudly say “I’m always right” and forget to be humble.
Forgive me for those times when I’ve been rude and please forgive me for the many times when I’ve been selfish; when I have sought love instead of offering it.
And, oh my love, forgive me for those times when I get angry quickly and for the times that I let that anger fester and let the anger grow bigger and bitter.
Finally, forgive me when I don’t spend every last breath protecting the man that you are, when I don’t trust you with all that I have, and for the times that I look to the future with worry instead of with hope. I need your forgiveness for these, and for all the future times. that I have and will fail and break my promise to you.
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