Today is our three year wedding anniversary! As I look back on pictures, I’ve been thinking about how different our life together looks today from how I imagined it would be on our wedding day. And that’s a very good thing, because I love our life right now so much.
In our three years of marriage, Nick and I have moved across the ocean three times.
We move to new cities we have never visited, not knowing what to expect, not even having a place to live. We stay in hotels and go house hunting. We drive around and explore our new neighborhoods and find our new favorite restaurants. We sleep on our air mattress and improvise one-pan meals while waiting for the movers.
The movers come. We unpack boxes and hang up pictures and arrange furniture. Time flies. The movers come back and pack us up, and we do it all over again.
In one of those moves, we lost almost everything we owned. But nothing that actually mattered.
We walked on a glacier in New Zealand and drunk mulled wine in Denmark.
We climbed up a mountain in Hawaii to watch the sunrise. We stayed up late and looked up at the stars in Yosemite.
We cuddled under blankets during a cold Connecticut winter in a drafty house. We took naps under palm trees in Hawaii.
We go grocery shopping. We meal prep. We go to the gym. We fall asleep watching TV. We take turns cooking. We eat the same meals over and over. We clean the house. We make budgets. We fold the laundry and get stains out of carpets and forget to take out the garbage.
Nick washes the dishes. I dry them.
We sit on the couch reading books. We binge watch Netflix shows (currently: Better Call Saul). We have impassioned arguments about Harry Potter and Star Wars and Game of Thrones other nerdy things.
We laugh about ridiculous things that no one else will ever think are funny. We sit around doing absolutely nothing.
Nick makes me coffee even though he doesn’t drink it. I make him chili even though I hate it.
Sometimes we want the same things. Sometimes we want opposite things. We’ve always been able to figure it out. Sometimes we make mistakes and we just apologize and move on.
We believe in each other, encourage each other, challenge each other.
Once we bought each other the same Christmas present (t-shirts from our favorite brewery). Sometimes we accidentally wear matching shirts from our universities and we don’t bother to change.
On our wedding day, our priest told us that your wedding day shouldn’t be the best day of your lives. He said that it should just keep getting better and better. 3 years later, I can say that it has only gotten better and better, better than I ever thought possible.
I had no idea that year 3 could be better than year 2, but, somehow, it was.
While in year 2 we were still on our “two year honeymoon,” in year 3, we were faced with some hard choices. We changed our entire life plan. We took risks and made choices. We learned that life is full of surprises, and, more importantly, how to be on the lookout for them.
We let go of everything we thought we knew and everything we thought we wanted. We reevaluated what matters to us. During the past year, we learned a lot about being open, about communication, and about what we really want out of our life together. It’s made us closer and happier than I ever could have imagined on our wedding day. And I was pretty happy on that day.
I can only hope that the next years will be exactly the same and completely different, filled with the same love and same traditions and new adventures.