For Our Nine Year Anniversary

To Troy Cowan, the one who stole my heart then and continues to steal it today.

You've laughed at me...when I told a joke that no one else got.

You've told me no...to protect me, sometimes from myself.

You've watched me throw up over and over again...because you blessed me with a life growing inside my womb.

At times, you've just stood there...and was my rock during our home birth.

You've yelled at me...when the kids were so loud we couldn't hear ourselves think.

I've watched you leave...to go to a job you hated so you could provide for us.

You've woke me up every morning...to tell me goodbye, kiss me, and pray for me.

You've watched me cry...and held me close when I've had enough and my heart was breaking.

You've even made me cry...with sweet declarations of your love.

And you've rushed me...back to a place of peace when I thought all hope was gone.

And so I thank you for all the times you've laughed at me, told me no, watched me throw up, just stood there, yelled at me, left me, woke me up, watched me cry, made me cry and rushed me. For those are the times I really needed you and you've shown me what you're made of...

fun

protection

sympathy

strength

patience

endurance

love

compassion

adoration

hope

Nine is the number of choice, so for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, til death do us part, as long as we both shall live...I DO...choose you. Everyday, over and over again, forever and ever! 

Happy Anniversary Honey, I love you.