One Thousand Days

Today celebrates 1000 days of marriage for Will & me. He has put up with me for 1000 mornings of no make-up, ratty hair, & not getting up when he tells me to. I have had to put up with 1000 mornings of his rooster-tails, scruffy chin, & him telling me to get up earlier than I would like.

However, together we have loved 1000 days of smiling & sassing, teasing & tickle-torturing, wrestling & relying, pampering & praying, movie-watching & magic-making, scaring & surprising, flirting & forgiving, loving & laughing, needing & nudging, hugging & helping, giggling & gallivanting, playing & pretending, kissing & courting.

There isn’t anyone else we would have rather spent the last 1000 days with than each other.