For The Man Who Was “Just” A Friend, But Became So Much More

It was November 1, I was wearing jeans I didn’t love, a black pea coat, having a bad hair day, and I was praying I didn’t run into anyone that knew me (and by anyone, I mean a guy.).  I was surrounded by the youth group I was the leader of at church, and just as we were about to go to our activity I heard, “Hey Amy”.  Everyone seemed to know it was meant to be, everyone but he and I.  They watched us talk, they teased me, and I always responded that he was “just” a friend from the past, nothing more.  I was sure I was the same to him.

That night happened almost five years ago, and today we are celebrating our wedding anniversary.  I guess “just” a friend from the past turned out to be so much more.

To the man who married me on a very hot, sunny, beautiful July day, I love you.

Thank you for…

Posing for my photo experiments and projects, and supporting my photographer dreams.

Meeting me in the middle of the day when I was freezing while waiting in line for iPad 2.

Supporting my work events.

Always kissing me when our cruise ships leave.

Putting up with the portraits I take of us (because I am the queen of turning the camera around at random moments and saying “smile!”).

Taking me to the ocean once a year because you know it is important to me.

Thanks for growing, changing, forgiving, and sticking with me (even when I make faces like this.)

I love you forever and always.

Love,

Me