“Never be so busy making a living that you forget to make a life.”
When I met Shawn in May of 2000, I had no idea he would become my husband. We were complete opposites (still are). He challenged me, and I frustrated him, but we could not get enough of each other.
We spent the next 8 years of our lives experiencing the typical ebbs and flows of a relationship: challenging and frustrating each other, but most of all loving each other. Finally, we decided that it was time to stop playing house and time to start building an actual home, and with that choice, our life as one started. On 12.31.08, New Year’s Eve, Shawn and I went to the Justice of the Peace, and were finally hitched. This is how our day went: we got married, went to IHOP, and brought in the new year with family and friends– such a great day.
Well, the new year started, and we couldn’t have been happier. I mean we were finally husband and wife. Puzzle complete, right? No, not right. Something was still missing, and for the life of me, I could not put my finger on what it was. I only knew that something wasn’t right; a piece was was not in place which meant, the puzzle was not complete. As months passed, the nagging feeling finally revealed itself. I had married the love of my life, and many of our family members and our closest friends didn’t even know that our long-awaited union had even occurred. But what bothered me the most was that I had jumped the broom, and I had created no significant memories of the day. Well, Shawn knew that I wanted a wedding, and deep down, I think he wanted one too, so by April of 2009, we had decided to have a reception. An event to acknowledge our proclamation of love, we made plans and set the date, 09.19.09, and we are happy that we did.
Our Reception: Puzzle Complete
I got to wear a beautiful dress
and some pretty+comfortable shoes.
I got to carry a beautiful bouquet,
and I got the chance to stun Shawn with my beauty– he’s cute here!
We got to dance and laugh
and we got to kiss, but most importantly…
we got to become a family!
That was six years ago today, and as I look back over those years, I have to say that loving Shawn is a choice that I make every day. There are some days when I don’t want to choose love because on those days loving him is a hard choice to make, and not loving him would be so easy, but now I know it is those days that are the most important days to choose love. Why? Because those are the days when he is scared, anxious, exhausted or insecure, the days when he is most vulnerable and that vulnerability manifests itself as anger, hurt, or disappointment. Those are the days he needs me the most and I need him. So today as I look back, I am happy that even when choosing not to love seemed like the easiest choice to make, I chose to love, and fortunately, I still do.
Our happiness was captured by Tiona Fuller Photography and
blessed by Pastor Tony and Elder Theresa Phillips.