On Perfection

 “Meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was a choice, falling in love with you I had no control over.”

Today is our first wedding anniversary. We've had a quiet weekend, puttering around the house. We have a family commitment tonight, so we opted to celebrate last night. Our budget is pretty limited right now, so I wound up driving across town in my pajamas to pick up cheap-ish takeout to bring back to our humble little abode. I took the food out of the styrofoam, and my husband lit a candle. Fancy, huh? We ate at the table (something of a rarity for us if we don't have people over) before returning to the couch and watching our shared guilty pleasure- forensic crime shows. We snuggled, and my husband played with my hair. We smiled at one another a lot. It was un-fussy and quirky and perfectly US.

It actually reminded me a little bit of how we got engaged. We'd just returned from Hawaii, and had been up for 36 hours. I'd had my nose in my book for the entire trip back to Vermont, and was just getting to the climax of the story when he came into our bedroom and said my full name. I thought he was about to teasingly admonish me for ignoring him all day, which would have been justified. But he got down on one knee and said some things that were private and special and that I will never forget. And then he asked me to be his wife, and I remember being somewhat surprised at how nervous he looked, because we'd already been living together for three years at that point. I slid off the bed and hugged him for a minute before he asked "so that's a yes, right?" To which I laughed and wholeheartedly agreed. Definitely a yes. There was no ring, and he told me that he'd considered doing it  in picturesque Hawaii- but I assured him that how it happened was perfect. Perfectly US.

My version of our wedding day inspired by my new favorite blog: 

Parenting. Illustrated with crappy pictures.

We're not perfect as individuals, our relationship isn't perfect- but we're perfect for one another and perfectly US. And he'll always be the best thing that ever happened to me. That, as far as I'm concerned, is perfection.

Until next time,

Grace