I never call you Michael, but it seemed like a better way to begin a letter than just calling you Mike.
On Wednesday, as you know, we celebrated our third year of marriage. Three years doesn't seem like much when it's written out like that, but then again, if I were to actually write out all that has happened in these three years, I would have quite a lot of writing to do.
And I could, indeed, write about everything. From that awkward first month of adjusting and stretching ourselves in ways we never had in order to figure out just how to love each other well all the way to this first year of being parents, where we are still adjusting, still stretching and still figuring out just how to love each other well.
But what I would really like to focus on is saying thank you.
Thank you for sticking around even now that you know how quirky and how much of a hot mess I can truly be. Thank you for continuing to like me while you love me.
Thank you for being my best friend even when it is hard and I'm not that great of a friend in return. Thank you for giving me an example of God's love through your loyalty and your trustworthiness and your grace over and over again.
Thank you for laughing with me when I share really corny jokes with you and when I use "Your face!" as a comeback line (again). Thank you for not rejecting me when I bust out my goofy dance moves. Actually, just thank you for even thinking my dance moves are cool.
Thank you for being such a caring and tender-hearted daddy to Evie. She already has so much fun with you. I can't wait to see what kind of shenanigans you get yourselves into a few years from now.
Thank you for helping me so much with cooking dinner and doing dishes when I'm a slacker.
Thank you for being kind and understanding but honest with me when I need to change my thought process.
Thank you for loving and providing for us. You work so hard, and I am so grateful.
Thank you for choosing to look on the bright side and for pulling me out from under my rain cloud on many occasions.
Thank you for walks with Evie by the bay and for family popsicle dates and Lord of the Rings references and words of encouragement.
I know we have much more growing to do, in ourselves and with each other. I know we aren't always perfect and sometimes we struggle and sometimes we drive each other crazy. But I'm glad I'm doing all of it with you.
Here's to many more years filled with growing and learning and perfecting and loving and driving each other crazy.
*All photos by Raquel Sergio.