Eleven years ago today, I married my best friend.
The journey has had many rocks, cliffs, valleys, and meadows.
I'm so thankful we are best friends, to go through life together.
Our relationship is a crazy, lovely, beautiful one.
He picks on me, but never offends.
He tells me all about the cashiers that flirt with him even with him flashing a wedding ring.
He encourages me to try new things.
He still finds me attractive and likes to hold my hand.
He loves my cooking.
He likes the way I dress.
He knows I prefer the wildflowers.
He tells me all his secrets.
He is king of his castle and I am his queen.
He gets all upset, and then I distract him and he bursts into laughter.
He asks my permission about everything, and I him.
He gives really good hugs.
He fights with light sabers with the kids.
He tries to keep Torah the best he can.
He loves Israel with a passion.
He brags about me to his friends.
He loves me.
And I love him.
We don't always like each other, but the covenant we made with each other is not going anywhere. I tell him he is stuck with me. :)
This is one of our first kisses. The first one was at the altar.
Today he gave me a wonderful gift. When we were courting and engaged, we did not touch. So Doug gave me Hershey's kisses and hugs every time he saw me. When we got married, he stopped because he could have the real thing. :) Today he gave me a bag of Hershey's kisses, and it took me right back to those happy days of learning about my best friend. He is so much more to me now.
Douglas and Heidi
May 20, 2000
So, Happy Anniversary to my dear sweet crazy nut!
I love you, idiosyncrasies and all!