I read what I titled this and it dawned me that I refer to you as "My Love" quite often. While that isn't surprising because I love you so, the term "MY Love" seems to have caught my for what it really means. I don't just love you, you are what is to me. You are in fact MY love.
I can't imagine that either of thought 34 years ago that we would still be side by side every day. So few people accomplish 34 years. I looked this up, in 1989 2.2 Million couples got married. Fewer than 400,000 remain married to this day. Less than 1 in 5 and almost no one that we know has even come close to being married for as long as we have.
I am being honest when I tell you that you are my greatest accomplishment. When people tell me they have been married for long periods of time, I don't joke when I tell them that is the most impressive thing they could tell me. Marriage - and a happy marriage - is important to me. More important than anything else.
So that is why the term "MY love" suddenly seems to be more important than I had always thought. I know everything I know about love from you. I don't love other people like I love you. It isn't as important to me that other people love me as much as it means to have you love me. You are MY love.
There are so many reasons why I love you. The endless smiles. The constant fun. The hugs. The kisses. The always available had to hold. The knowing that you will always be there with me. The FOOD! The sound of your voice. The way you smell. Your HAIR! Other things that can't be mentioned in a family forum. I could go on and on.
You are my good moods, my bad moods, my safe moments and my refuge in my scared moments.
You are my arm candy, my fashion coordinator, my sense of style and my event planner.
You are my romance, my boring nights on the couch, my wine dinner nights and my card/game playing nights.
You are my endless playlist of songs, my reason for watching corny movies and my reason why touching family TV makes me tear up.
You are my best friend, my cohort in crime, my confident when we do silly things no one should ever see but us and my endless reason why I race home from work everyday.
You are my everything.
So the next time you hear me call you MY love, just remember it is more than a nice thing to say. It is very important. It is the reason I am who I am today. Because you gave me YOUR love and in turn I learned MY love.
Happy anniversary my love. No one does it like we do, and no one ever will.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
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