I can hear the waves of the ocean crashing onto the rocks below my hotel window. “Keilany!! Vamanos!” my mother screams at me. I’m already late. Late to my own wedding! I’m getting dressed, mom burnt my neck getting my hair dry. I am so excited. I can’t wait to see the man of my dreams waiting for me at the end of the aisle. I get down there and there he is. My love, standing in the sand with the beautiful Mexico sunset behind him. Damn, I’m so lucky.
It’s been a whole year already. I can’t believe it. Where did the time go? Oh yes, drinking wine, making sourdough bread, and binging Crime Junkie and X Files. No one could have ever predicted that our first year of husband and wife the world would be shut down because of a pandemic. Yes, there were days where I couldn’t wait to see him come home from work (he got to but my job was shut down) and then there were days I just wanted one more hour to myself and my dogs to listen to one more Crime Junkie episode! The amount of food we ate. The food I cooked! I was so proud of myself. So much time on my hands. Who’s the best wife ever? Well me of course. The house smelled good and was spotless. The dogs were a little too well-fed and spoiled rotten by our 3 hikes a day. Dinner was served hot and plated beautifully, Short Ribs, Pork Chops, homemade pizzas, Pastas! Oh, those were the days.
And then reality set in. It’s been 6 weeks. My honeymoon high is gone. I’m not working. I’m just sitting at home because nothing is open except Home Depot and H-E-B. I can’t go because there are too many people. There are no more old episodes of Crime Junkie. I’ve caught up. How the heck did I listen to TWO YEARS of podcasts in 6 weeks?! GET ME OUT OF THIS HOUSE.
So yes, married life is going swell. As well as it could be going during a global pandemic. I’ve gained weight, ended up finding three new podcasts to binge on, I’m back at work so the house is a mess, and dinner is made at home like every two days. But, I’ve gained weight with my best friend. I’ve listened to three podcasts while the love of my life builds squirrel picnic tables in the yard. I have held together and grown my leads at my job with an amazing husband by my side. I have so many ideas and new things in the works for my photography business with my partner and my therapist. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Adam, I love you further than the moon and back. My arms will never be long enough to show you that I do in fact love you this much. I love having you by my side to help me reach my goals, to remind me how much love I have to give, and how I am perfect the way I am. One year down, my love. I cannot wait to see what the rest of our lives hold for us. *kisses & squishes*
With all my love, best wishes and warmest regards,