#husby

1 year of marriage! time is scary and often feels like something we are supposed to swim upstream against. but as soon as I met you, the passage of time felt like a pleasant float down the river. maybe because that’s basically how we spent our time. as we quietly enjoyed fishing, hiking, gardening, or stargazing together, I fell in love with your easy approach to the art of living... and with you. even during really chaotic times, you steadied me. this first year, I kept waiting for something to go wrong. and so many things did—but never you, never us. I’m not a physicist, but I do feel like time is relative to frame of reference. when I’m with you, time becomes pleasant, and however long that ends up being, I’m here for it, my hand in your hand.