Roses on my Doorstep

Today is quite the milestone day – Todd and I mark our one year anniversary. It’s hard to know exactly how to capture the day in words, but it certainly seems like a day worth capturing.

I hope I don’t embarrass him by posting this, but here are a few sentences from the sweet email that I got right after our first date at Starbucks:

It was great meeting you today.  I had a really good time.  Forgive me for not saying anything while we were together, but you looked beautiful.

I thought the compliment was so sweet, and he’s said nice things ever since that day. Now he says them in person, but it’s good that he started in email. For those of you who know me, I probably would have tripped or spilled coffee or committed any other number of nerve-inspired embarrassing actions if too overwhelmed by compliments. One of the things I love about Todd though is that he’s taught me how to accept compliments. I don’t get all nervous or flustered anymore or else I would have to walk around flustered all the time because he makes sure I know that I’m cherished. And, I love that he’s still in the habit of sending me emails after our dates to tell me how much he enjoyed our time together. I could go on and on about all the other things that I love about him, but then I might embarrass him.

As I try to reflect on the year, in some ways, one year seems to have flown by; not that other important things haven’t happened, but in many ways, it’s been a year lived in 7-10 day spans of time, getting to see Todd and then waiting eagerly to see him again in a week. An entire year can fly by pretty quickly that way, even if sometimes the individual spans of a week apart seem to drag. In other ways, it’s hard to believe that it’s only been a year because it’s hard to remember what life was like without Todd in it. I’ve certainly started to learn or have spent time advancing in so many lessons over the past year like how to reprioritize commitments, how to express appreciation (because there is much to be appreciative for), and how to listen and gather advice to traverse a new season of life. So many areas of life have a new perspective. And, it’s certainly a day to be grateful for a wonderful man who has made the past year so enjoyable.

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