Today marks two years of marriage to my best friend. He is everything I never thought I could have, and I can’t imagine life without him by my side.
If I could tell 22 year old Holly one thing, it’d be this: you have no clue your capacity to love. And 22 year old Holly would’ve said: “You’re crazy! I love Morgan so, so much!” And little 22 year old Holly would’ve been right. But that love, compared to the love I have for him a mere two years later, was small and naive. I can only imagine what the next 2, and the next 10, and the next 70 (whoa!) will teach us.
I do know this: The Lord gave me the most precious gift on June 1, 2013. Morgan, being your wife is the single greatest privilege I’ve been given. Those vows we giggled and stuttered and rushed through on our wedding day have taken on renewed meaning.
I, Holly, take you Morgan, to be my husband.
To have and to hold from this day forward
In good times and in bad times
For richer or for poorer
In sickness and in health
I promise to love you unconditionally for all the days of my life
Because the ultimate purpose of our marriage
Is to display Christ’s redeeming love
Bringing Him the glory, and not ourselves.
I will joyfully submit to you out of reverence to the Lord.
We’ve seen good and bad times, sickness and health, and more poor days than rich days (but one can dream, right?). Loving you unconditionally is easy–liking you unconditionally isn’t, but that’s okay…I spend 99% of my days liking you. My prayer forever and always is that our love would bring glory to our Father, and I am so thankful that your prayer aligns with that. Thank you for challenging me to be a better person. I can’t wait to keep adventuring and exploring and growing side by side. Happy Anniversary, Pooks. You are the very best thing that has ever happened to me.
Let’s dance for the rest of our forevers.