Today is our 8th wedding anniversary. Tyler and I have grown together. We have changed together. And we have endured together. We are very different people in some big ways, but very much the same in a lot of little ways. He enjoys watching my excitement more than feeling it himself, and I enjoy taking advantage of his borderline OCD more than I enjoy cleaning. We both have flaws, but in those flaws are where we love each other the most.
P.S. Tyler recently found some old emails I sent him when I was 16. I have not read them, but I am sure they are beyond embarrassing. He had a good laugh.
