Tomorrow is our 4th wedding anniversary. Much has happened since that wonderful night in Bedford.
We didn’t really do much for our anniversary last year, so this year we are at least going out to eat at a nice place.
Rachel will have a surprise in store for her as well.
Sometimes it seems like we’ve been married forever, but then I look at people like her parents and B & XY and realize we’ve only just begun.
Coming from a broken home, I try as hard as I can to ensure I don’t fall into the same trap my parents fell into. My father has been married to someone he hates for 21 years. My mother has been married 3 times, she’s said that she’ll never get married again, and so far has kept up with that statement.
When I see the differences in our upbringings, I realize why I am the way I am, and why Rachel is the way she is.
Sometimes it makes me depressed that I wasn’t as lucky as her, but then I realize that I wouldn’t be who I am without what I had to endure.
Rachel, you are my rock! Without you, I’m not sure exactly where I’d be right now. I love you.