(WARNING: following post is MUSHY!...if you feel like gagging, I'll understand)
On July 5th David and I celebrated our six-year anniversary. We went to the Houston Temple and out to a seafood dinner! Seriously... such a great day! I love him! I just kept thinking back to all that has happened in the 11 years I have known (and loved) him. I'm just so so blessed. Blessed... even though the trials and responsibilities are much heavier now than they ever were at 16, we can still love and laugh just like we did when we were kids. David is my best friend. He knows me better than anyone on this earth (and still loves me...that's the amazing part). I love the calmness and peace I feel around him. I'm safe, I'm loved, I'm smart and capable and valued...that's how I feel when he's around. There is NO ONE I'd rather have on a deserted island, he is MacGyver. I'm spoiled by his talents, I believe he can make, fix, rig-up or do anything! But, the kicker is that he changes diapers! Granted, this was an acquired (re:requested) skill, but he does it nonetheless! I'm not sure there is anything that melts my heart quicker than seeing him with his children. He reads, and dresses, and cuddles, and sings and brushes teeth and puts in hair clips, and searches for lost blankies. When our kids wake up in the middle of the night, or have an accident, David is the one that jumps out of bed! One day our kids will realize what a unique blessing this is in their lives. He truly cares for their needs, he serves them, he loves them. Gosh, I really hope we have at least 80 more years of life together on this earth, but if we don't, how grateful I am, what a beautiful choice we made, to be sealed for eternity in the temple. May we always live worthy of the promises made, because eternity with David sounds like heaven to me!