Love is All You Need

Warning: This post may make you vomit.

That is, if you hate the mushy gushy love stuff.

Because I am about to gush my heart out about my wonderful husband.

You see, this time of year is a big deal.

April 14 is our anniversary.

The day we started "officially" dating. 

Now, Thomas says that our wedding anniversary is the most important date.

But to me, it will always be April 14: The day I first became his girl.

This year will be our seven year anniversary.

Seven. Years.

I can't believe it. 

Never in a million years did I imagine that 7 years ago, at the ripe young age of 17, a 16 year old boy would play such an amazing role in my life's story.

And what a fairy tale my story has turned into because of him. 

Our marriage is hard and annoying at times.

Since day one, we've been running on opposite schedules:
I've been either student teaching or working the preschool job I have now.

Which has always left me up early in the morning and down early at night.

Thomas has been working during the day and going to school at night.

I'm up and outta the house before his eyes see the sun, and I'm fast asleep well before he gets home. 

It's just how it works.

But even though we really only see each other on the weekends, 

I absolutely love this wonderful life we're living.

And what do I love the most?

Those few minutes at the end of every night when Thomas and I are awake together for a brief fleeting moment.

You see, every single night when Thomas comes home (usually somewhere near 11), he comes straight to me. 

He comes into our bedroom, crawls over to me on the bed, and wakes me up with kisses, cuddling me for a few minutes before he goes and gets his dinner.

Every. Single. Night.

It's the best feeling. 

I don't care that he's waking me when I need to be sleeping.

I love those moments. 

When he reminds me I'm always his first priority, always first on his mind.

And then he goes and gets his dinner, heats it up, and brings it into bed to eat.

My second favorite thing.

He comes back as soon as possible. 

I don't care if he leaves the dishes in the bedroom sometimes, or gets crumbs in our bed.

I love that he wants to be with me as much as possible.

I then get to snuggle up to him, our legs entwined, cold toes playing footsie, and drift back into sleep with best friend by my side,

knowing I'm in the safest place in the world. 

Seven years ago, I had no idea that cute little British kid would become the most important person in my life. 

I had no idea I had just found someone would love me so fiercely, so devotedly, so deeply. Someone who would remind me every day that I am his world, and he loves me dearly. 

I had no idea what laid ahead of me...

This life, I tell ya.

We live pay check to pay check.

We have a small one bedroom apartment.

That's about to become crowded with our sweet little peanut. 

We don't own flashy things.

We shop clearance and coupon like crazy.

But this life is perfect.

We spend our Sunday nights together folding laundry while watching the Food Network.

We spend our Saturday mornings laying in bed together.

We support each other.

We respect each other.

We tease each other.

We grow with each other.

We flirt with each other.

We pray with each other.

We hurt with each other.

We share joy with each other.

We don't have much, but we have everything.

This life, this beautiful wonderful life is everything I could ever want.

I have my very best friend to call my husband, and we're about to have a baby and start our family. I couldn't ask for anything more.

The Beatles were right:
Love is all you need.