3 years of torment, deceit, and pain...

were not at all what we have experienced.




Today, marks the third year since Emily and I were married. I have already told the story about how we met at some point and that we briefly dated in high school, and I think I already mmentioned that when moving back from Georgia I fully intended to coerce... I mean, woo her with my worldly charms and lack of a trenchcoat.

I have also explained a few of the many reasons why I love her and think she is the most important person in the world to me. And though I would like to communicate it more effectively, I don't think there are any words that can really say what I feel.

I can say that I truly love her more every day and am constanly pleasnatly surprised at things I learn about her... and me... and us...
and how I have been able to become a better man for her in my life.
and how encouraging she is.

And for those of you who still haven't found someone yet, just know that you will.
Know that it isn't about when you least expect it or most expect it.
It isn't about trying to hard or too little.
It isn't that "If you buy it they will come." (that one is for Joe)
It is about being friends first - finding that you like the person before realizing that you love the person and that is not as common as you might believe.


Emily is my best friend.

Always will be.