Today is the 5th Anniversary of my wedding to Mr. Fantastic. I must admit that my wedding didn't start off the way I expected. My then-fiance was hustled away right after breakfast and my day of hair, makeup and organizing began soon after. I really felt like my day was progressively getting worse and things that normally wouldn't have stressed me out, were slowly compounding to drive me crazy. Even now, when small things start to stress me out, my husband is the first person to jump in and point out that those things are no big deal and we can just sail along. On our wedding day, I wasn't allowed to see him after breakfast and I lost my phone at one point so I couldn't even text him before the ceremony. By the time my dad showed up to walk me down the aisle, I was already in tears over the dumbest things. When I looked up the aisle and I saw the look on his face, I knew it was all going to be okay.
When my dad and I walked up the aisle and Mr. Fantastic saw my eyes were red, he tried to ask me what was wrong (in front of everyone) and I just burst into tears. Somehow, he managed to squeeze my hand and comfort me and my mom came up and wiped my tears. By the time our priest declared us husband and wife, I could not wait to kiss my husband. I may not have started the day as I had hoped, but I ended my day exactly as I always dreamed: married to the love of my life.
Happy Anniversary, my love. Thank you for comforting me every day and showing me that together we can get through anything. Five years isn't very many, but I look forward to every single day I get to spend as your bride. I love you!