Being married is like writing a book.
And I absolutely love it.
It’s an incredible rush, a careful negotiation, a perfect balance of creativity and rational thinking, a massive dedication. It’s the reason I want to get up in the morning, a leap of faith, the thing that keeps you company, an occasional frustration that has you banging your head against a wall until you sit down and use your words in the best possible way. It’s a story to be told, a lusty encounter, a conversation partner that never leaves your side. It’s an unbelievable adventure, a joyful process, a structure for your otherwise chaotic mind. It’s that wonderful feeling of knowing you’ve accomplished something, the nerve-wracking thrill of putting one foot in front of another. It’s a promise kept, an oath maintained, a deep desire to get it right and create the most meaningful moments imaginable.
Being married is like writing a book.
It’s awesome, scary, lovely, sweet, hard and completely worth every last word.
I absolutely love it.
Happy anniversary Ben, you are the best husband ever.
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