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Heather and Ian sitting in a tree…

27
Jul 2009

I have been married 7 years today!

Every year on our Anniversary I always think about our 1st anniversary and what a crazy time that was! On our first anniversary I was actually 2 days past my due date with Zane, so it wasn’t really that romantic of a day! I was huge and miserable and just wanted to have a baby already! Ian and I tried to make the best of it by going out to dinner, but while we were gone Ian’s siblings called the house and told My Mom (who was staying with us anxiously awaiting Zane’s arrival) to have him call them immediately. My Mom got kind of worried so she called us at the restaurant and told us that Ian’s family needed him to call home, and it sounded like it was an emergency. Of course, Ian and I were worried so we hurried and left the restaurant before we were even done eating and rushed home to call them. It turns out they had been taking bets on when they thought the baby was going to be born and just wanted to tell us what everyones guess was. At that point any sliver of romance was gone from the evening and I am pretty sure I went to bed. Needless to say, it could of been better.

Ever since Ian and I started dating, I have always felt that he was someone that was supposed to be a part of my life. We have known each other since we were Freshman in High School, but I really didn’t pay him that much attention until we shared this magical, wonderful afternoon the beginning of our Senior Year. Immediately after that I just knew he was going to be someone important in my life. Now, I had ZERO experience with boys or love before Ian. I had a few “boyfriends” growing up but never anything serious. I really did not have any desire to date through most of High School, and any futile attempt I made to try it always ended pretty disastrously, with boys wondering why I all of a sudden disappeared off the face of the earth. Ian was different. I enjoyed his company, he never made me feel that humongous amount of pressure that other boys did to define our relationship or take it too seriously. He never even asked me to be his girlfriend (which is usually the point where I would disappear), he just simply started telling people I was. He did everything right.

He has continued to do everything right since that point. Ian sets my soul at ease. I can be completely freaking out about some giant life crisis, totally inconsolable, and all Ian has to do is put his arms around me and I know everything is okay. He has always treated me with nothing but the greatest respect and love and kindness. He lets me be goofy and silly and completely crazy and he actually loves me for it. He lets me follow my dreams and listens to me talk non-stop when I get excited about something. He puts up with my horrible taste in music. He always makes me feel beautiful and has never admitted to any other woman being more attractive than I am. Even when I know they are. He is a wonderful father. He teaches Zane so much and is so good to him. Parenthood was not something Ian and I were really prepared for when Zane entered our lives, but Ian embraced it 100%.

He has the softest, sweetest big beautiful brown eyes that just make me melt. I love his jokes, the way he makes non-stop commentary the entire time we watch TV. I love that he thinks my Mom is hilarious and lets my sisters live with us. I love that he can always tell when I need someone to talk to and will stop everything to just lay in bed with me and let me vent. Ian has taught me so much about unconditional love.

When Ian and I decided to get married, at 19 mind you, I thought it would be fun and exciting and, hey, if it didn’t work out, no big deal. Don’t get me wrong, I loved Ian very much, but I was also very realistic about our chances of staying married since we were getting married at such a young age. I don’t mean to sound flippant about marriage, but that is honestly how I felt. Much later, when Ian and I talked about our feelings when we got married, I told Ian how I had felt then, and he told me that when we got married, he knew he wanted to be with me forever. Not being together forever was not even in his mind. It amazes me that even at 18 (Ian is younger than I am by 5 months, and never lets me forget it..) Ian knew so certainly that I was the person for him. Now I feel exactly the same way. I cannot imagine sharing my life with anyone else, nor do I want to.

I love you so much Ian. Thank you for loving me.

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