Yesterday, Mr. Shoes and I celebrated our 6th wedding anniversary. I have this weird thing where I like to look up what the traditional anniversary gift is for each year. The gift for 6 years happens to be candy. Excellent. We're pretty broke right now and had decided to skip any anniversary hoopla this year, but candy is a pretty inexpensive gift idea.
Mr. Shoes, being the incredibly romantic and wonderful man that he is, decided to run with the candy theme. Over the past couple of days I have been showered in several different types of dark chocolate, which Mr. Shoes knows I love almost as much as I love him. One night last week, I came home to find our bed littered in dark chocolate Lindor Truffles and "I <3 U" spelled out in rose petals. Last night, he brought home more roses and a massive bar of Lindt Supreme Dark chocolate. After getting Littleshoes in bed, we enjoyed some champagne and chocolate covered strawberries together. I won't get into details about how the rest of the night went, but it was pretty sweet as well. :wink,wink:
Mr. Shoes asked me a few months ago if I had it to do all over again, would I still marry him. Without hesitation, I answered, "Of course!" He also asked me recently if I still love him as much as I did all those years ago and again I answered, "Yes. Of course."
Truth is, I love him even more now than I did then and the love we have for each other has grown so much more complex over the years. What was once a simple infatuation for this man has evolved into a multi-faceted mosaic of emotion and adoration. He is my lover, my best friend, my provider and protector, and the most amazing father to our son. I can't remember my life before him and don't even want to imagine it without him. I would marry him a thousand times a day, every day, until the sun fell from the sky.
Sometimes, I'm completely astounded by the fact that, after 9 years together, we are still so head-over-heels in love with each other. Other times, I just thank my lucky stars and hope it goes on like this forever. Or at least until our diamond anniversary!
Update: My fantabulous husband surprised me again this afternoon and brought me lunch, a big bouquet of daisies, and (yep, you guessed it) even more dark chocolate up to my office. I'm the luckiest girl on the planet. Be jealous!
