p.s. Thank you so much for your service, Hubby and hubby friends!**
Our two year wedding anniversary is almost here. Two years married, four years together [kind of] and a ton of wonderful and slightly not so wonderful memories together. I still can't believe how fast time is flying by.
We met in September of 2008. I had just arrived at Travis AFB, California, for my new assignment in the AF. Thankfully, I already had a friend stationed there, and he had already gathered a group of hilarious, drunken, slightly ridiculous group of people around him. Timmy was one of them.
I remember the day I met Tim like it was yesterday; on my way to base from the San Francisco airport, my friend asked if we could stop at a bar to see some pals. "Sure. Why not?" I ended up being a DD, which is not the worst thing I can think of having to do when you move somewhere new. I drove my friend's car onto base and pulled into the dormitory parking lot; his friends were waiting, and assuming it was him, bombarded the car. Much to my later amusement, Tim was part of the intoxicated revelry that greeted me. After a not so polite greeting on my part [seriously, they were pretty smashed, and I didn't know a soul. Why would you come running up acting a fool when I don't know you?!], I sped off to park. I found out later that Tim called "dibs." I found out later that he was willing to wait as long as he needed to date me.
I took my time getting to that point. For a few months, I considered him my closest friend there. Finally, I woke up and realized what was happening. We started dating right before Christmas that year.
|New Year's, 2009|
I came home in June of 2010. We moved in together. We laughed. We fought. He proposed. I said yes.
"You don't look happy about waiting. When do you want to get married?"
"I'll see what I can do."
It didn't happen 'tomorrow.' It happened a few days later at the earliest appointment I could get at a city hall. We eloped, had two close friends as witnesses, and ate out at BJ's for dinner to celebrate. There was no honeymoon. It was wonderful.
|July 20, 2010|
We've come a long way since that day. We've fought, we've made up, we've made plans, scratched those and made new ones. We've moved countries, figured out finances, tried to start a family, reconsidered starting family, traveled, been separated by too much distance, dreamed, dared, worried. Best part is, we've done it all together.
I miss my husband more than one could think possible. Six months is too long to be apart, and I am ticking off days one by one until he comes home. We won't be together to celebrate our anniversary this year, but that's okay. It's just a day. As long as we can celebrate with each other the rest of our lives, that more than makes up for it.
Miss you, Lovee.
|1 Year Anniversary|
|Wedding Reception, 2011|
|Wedding Reception, 2011|