8 years ago on February 19 2003 I married my soulmate, bestfriend, and my other half.
I can't believe it has already been eight years. It just seemed like yesterday I had met Michael and three months later had flew to Hawaii to marry him. I can still remember the first time we kissed. He was driving the "danger ranger" and I looked at him and planted one. From that kiss on I knew that Michael was the only one for me.
Our life together hasn't always been a fairy tail but he is my prince charming and I feel like those couple of struggles have only made us stronger and made us learn how to work together. He's my other half and when I don't know what to do, Michael does. He knows how to make me laugh when I need to, and knows when to hold me when I need him the most.
My life is better because of him and I don't know how thank him for being who he is and how he makes me feel everyday except for loving him as much as I possibly can. And I hope I bring him as much love and joy as he does to me.
I laugh all the time when I hear people say how serious Michael is, because he is the funniest person I know. I have laughed and laughed with him so many times and in those times I've cried or even peed alittle due to us laughing so hard. As I think about the last eight years, I can honestly say I wouldn't change one thing. Michael and I have only grown closer through the deployments and the struggles.
We have build a beautiful life and family together. I can't wait to see what the other 100 years brings us. If it's anything like the last eight, we are two very blessed people.
I love you Michael Paul Mead and thank you for being my everything.