On April 27th, 2013, with my hair dolled up, my face covered in bridal make up, and wearing nothing but white and a little bit of blue, I snuck away from my bridal party for a moment to be alone.
I was in a back corner of a closet where someone had stuffed the Subway sandwiches that I couldn’t eat because I was too excited to marry my best friend. I stared at myself in the mirror trying to soak in the last moment before solidifying what I’d been raised to believe was the second most important decision of my entire life. First is the choice to follow Christ. Second is choosing the right mate.
And then I closed my eyes and thought to myself: one day I will wake up, and we’ll have been married for 10 years. And I’ll wonder where the time went. And maybe I’ll think of this moment, and remember what it was like to feel this excited about a man named Blake Plourd.
Well today I woke up, and it’s been exactly 10 years since I married my best friend. And where has the time gone? We have three beautiful little girls that we love to hang out with, and a marriage that is honest, supportive, and enduring.
When I hear young couples say they’re in love, I can’t help but think they have no understanding of the word. The bond. You are an extension of myself, like a limb to my body, and our worst day is infinitely better than a day without you in it.
We have arguments, sure, but even then I’ve never felt like I needed to escape. Escape to where? You are my escape. So we work through it. Together. And like a muscle, the minor strain makes us stronger.
Today I stare in the mirror, knowing that one day one of us will open our eyes and be without the other. And when that day comes, I pray that we have many years of memories full of where the time went.
But also…I pray I go first. Sorry-not-sorry. I just don’t want to live without my favorite person on earth.
I may not feel the butterflies every single day, that’d be unrealistic, but every once in awhile, I see you across the room and my heart flutters just knowing that you are mine.
You’re my favorite, Blake. Then and now and forever.
Love,
Autumn Plourd
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