2.5 in Marriage

    Me and this man hit 4 years of being together and 2.5 years of marriage in the past two weeks. I say it again and again but- time stops for no (wo)man. It's cruel and delightful all at once. I want to live in the past, present and future at the same time.
    I also got the opportunity to tell my life story (in 20 minutes, mind you) a few days ago as part of my calling in Young Women. As soon as I began discussing my sophomore year in college Graham was injected to the story, after all he's my most favorite part. As I told the story I began to find it terribly romantic to relive it all. I told how originally I did a hair flip and he kept trying to catch my eye. I talked about 18 months of driving back and forth every single weekend to see me. I mentioned the most darling proposal I could have imagined. I spoke of the most sacred and incredibly beautiful experience of our temple sealing. Of course, I didn't get to brush by the hard parts or the less desirable aspects... but  I told them that they were just more bearable.
    I couldn't help saying that this year has been the most stressful, scary, tough and challenging of my life. Death and infertility and depression and unforeseen circumstances all in a few months. But nothing was so bad that I haven't been able to rely on my testimony (though I've asked many, many questions and spent innumerable days in tears) and Graham for strength. I am not one who handles hard things with grace. I've snapped at people, been unforgiving and more aggravating than I like to admit.
    But I really admire my boy for allowing me to really deal with feelings that I didn't understand very well. For sticking up for me when needed. For putting me in my place when necessary. For trying very hard to understand me and my emotions more than ever before. It just reminds me that we're good together. When the going gets tough, the tough get going, amiright?
    I hope that I won't have another crazy year like this last one for a long time. Preferably never ;) And who knows- maybe next year will top this one with bizarre situations or unanswered questions. That's the beauty of the future, ever changing, unpredictable and filled with opportunity. I like to think that we can do anything, good or bad, as long as we're together.
    And for the record, yes I am a cheese ball and no I don't care.