Two Years with You

Warning: This is about to get sappy…


Today, marks our two year anniversary. I can’t believe that we’ve been married for that long. On one hand, it seems like we’ve been together for a lot longer and on another hand, I feel like I just met my cute ‘coffee guy,’ a couple months ago. (Landon was known as that ‘cute coffee guy’ to my friends, shortly after meeting him. 😉 )



Time goes way too quickly, but I am safely and confidently able to say that these two years have been the best two years of my life. Yes, we have had our challenges in life (just like everyone does) but the sweet moments are sweeter when they are with you. I knew I was marrying a God-fearing, wonderful caring man when I married you and I loved you so much on August 23, 2015.


What I didn’t know is that two years later, you would not have only met my expectations as a husband and best friend, you’ve blown the expectations away. I’ve loved getting to know all your quirks, I love your silly side, I love how you make me a better version of myself. I am so thankful for your patience and your questioning mind.


Most of all, I am so thankful for your love for Jesus and for leading me in Christ-like love over and over and over and over again.


It’s been such a joy to live life with you and to see you grow and mature in Christ. I love going on walks with you, and beating you in Dutch Blitz (which isn’t very often, I married an expert Dutch Blitzer) and running with you, and reading our devotions together. I love eating massive bowls of popcorn, and our late night date nights. I love our sacred early morning coffee and our long talks in the car.


Thank you, Landon, for everything you do for our family. Thank you for the sacrificial love you show Benaiah and I, daily. I am so stinking happy that I get to do life with you. You’ve seen me at my best and at my worst and love me regardless of myself.


Adding Benaiah to our family has brought a lot of changes, but I’ve watched you handle each of the changes with grace, patience, and gentleness. Thank you for your patience with me, as I figure out this mom thing and how it looks like to be a wife and a mom. Thank you for taking Benaiah on walks so I can have a few moments to myself.


Thank you for helping walk the nugget around in the middle of the night,when I wasn’t getting any sleep at all (you literally were a life saver.) Thank you for showing me grace and love as I (we) walked through postpartum anxiety. Thank you for just ‘getting’ me, understanding my needs, and striving to love me like Jesus.


This year has been a wild ride. We’ve learned more about one another, we’ve had a BABY (!), we moved into our second apartment, we’ve run countless miles, ate tons of popcorn, sang songs, cried tears, played a lot of soccer, shared dreams and goals, decided we really like that taco place down the street, taken many night strolls, gone on our first family vacation, camped, ran a half marathon together, laughed until our bellies ached, and so much more.


Literally, my life is so much more full. I love you so much and I am so proud and thankful to be your wife.


I know this upcoming year is going to be wonderful, because we are together. Keep loving Jesus, pursuing your dreams, and being your wonderful, crazy, nerdy, adorable, manly, soccer loving, music playing, chess loving, running tolerating ;),  self. I love you.