This coming week is a pretty important one. Friday will be exactly one year since Steven and I were married. We have been really looking forward to It and I have been thinking a lot lately about the last year here in Montreal. We have been richly blessed this year and have just known deeply in our souls that this is exactly where we should be. Everything aligned its self so perfectly when we first moved here, I don't know how we could have managed otherwise. People graciously opened their homes to us while we apartment hunted, we found the perfect place the first day we searched, they let us move in half way through the month, and quite by accident it was next to the metro and bike path. We couldn't have scripted it any better if we were writing how we wanted our lives to play out.
Also, I just feel like I need to brag about Steven a little. Life here would simply not be possible without all the hard work Steven puts in. He keeps our lives running smoothly, He dreams the big dreams for us, and holds me to a higher standard than I would settle for on my own. He keeps me silly, and makes me brave. He cooks 95% of the food we eat, does laundry and does it properly, and pretty much all our grocery shopping. He is our budget-er, and always pushing us to expand our horizons and take on more freelance clients as well as both our full time jobs. I know that as people grow old together, they tend to have different qualities that rub off on each other. I already know I will be a better person just by association with him, and can only hope some of his many wonderful qualities really do rub off on me. I feel so extremely privileged he is my husband. I have never met a more sensitive, thoughtful, loving man than Steven. He is a fearless adventurer and fiercely loyal friend.
Not everyone knows this, But while we were dating, we actually broke up for almost 5 months. During those 5 months, we still spent quite a lot of time together, not by choice but because we shared responsibilities at church. We had to see each other two or three times a week. There came a point where I didn't want anything to do with him anymore, because it hurt too bad to be just "friends" with him when I knew we were perfect for each other. One day I decided I had had enough, and it was time to cut him out of my life for good. I made the decision, I prayed about it on my walk home and pretty much said "this is what I want, stop me if I'm wrong." When I got home I opened up my scriptures and read "Thou shalt be diligent in preserving what thou hast, that thou mayest be a wise steward; for it is the free gift of the Lord thy God, and thou art his steward." I cried when I read this because I knew that I needed to keep struggling through with Steven. It payed off less than a month later, and I do feel like knowing and loving Steven has been the greatest most beautiful gift of all.
So here's to the happiest year of my life, and our one year aniversary... But most of all, here's to Steven, the man who makes my world spin round.