Friday, November 19, 2010

Wedding Week: Final Post

First, thanks to anyone out there (other than our moms) who has chosen to read, skim, or at least browse the pictures of the last several posts.  Andy and I have really enjoyed taking ourselves back to our special day last November.  It was a perfect day in every way--thanks to all who helped make it so special!!!

How much can happen in a year!  We were talking just tonight about how some days it feels as if we were hitched just yesterday, and other days we feel like an old married couple that has been together for ages.  I'm sure many of you "ball and chains" out there have felt the same on occasion.



When I look back on the year I can see just how much we have already faced together.  Many, many, many home improvements have been tackled (check our blog if you don't believe me!), I concluded my Master's studies, and we've both taken on a few more responsibilities in our respective jobs.  However, I think the most difficult thing we have faced is learning to live, eat, sleep, wake, pay bills, and much more...TOGETHER. 


Marriage is a day in and day out, good, bad, and ugly sort of relationship that takes work, prayer, and LOTS of love and forgiveness.  Let's be honest, Andy has seen me at my very worst (for example, I had the worst bout of food poisoning of my life the night we returned from our honeymoon--way to break in the new hubby!), but also at my better or best.  I have seen the same in him.  And yet, it somehow makes us much closer.  I think you only really begin to love someone when you see his (her) best and worst and still choose to love (even like) him (her).  Marriage is very much about the commitment.  It's about the everyday choice to get up and love the stinky, sheet-hogging boy next to you.



So much good has come out of this year together.  I am now the proud co-owner of all of Andy's sweatpants.  No, really.  Quite possibly the greatest thing that has ever happened to me.  Together we have been able to set financial goals, make big changes to our home, and get to know each other even better.  I have loved having someone to come home to (other than Duncan)--someone who wants to see me succeed, wants to listen, and help when he can.  It's nice to have someone to talk to late at night, share the laundry duty with, and to bounce ideas off of.  With Andy, life in Nashville now seems like home.  We are a family now.



Almost a year ago today, we shared a promise.  A promise to honor and be faithful always and only to each other.  We promised to stand by each other in good times and in bad.  When life is easy and when it's hard.  We gave each other our hands, our hearts, and our love for a lifetime.  Those words continue to ring true for me as they did a year ago.  I love you, Andy B. Bozeman.  I wouldn't change a thing about our first year.  We are not nearly perfect, but we are THE BOZEMANS

Here's to many more!!!







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