Our 3 year anniversary is today, woohoo!
It’s hard to believe it’s already been 3 years since we got married. It’s even harder to believe that we’ve been together for a total of 6 ½ years. Our 7 year mark will be in November, and I’m sure it will be here before we know it.
I can still remember walking into the morning meeting at work that Saturday and noticing some new people had been hired. I remember thinking something along the lines of, “yep, that guy’s a loser.” Of course, I thought this because we worked at the animal shelter. There’s no way I would marry someone who worked there, especially a kennel cleaner. I would soon realize he was a diamond in the rough. He was sent to find me and God knows I wasn’t looking for him.
It’s true I had prayed for the next man I dated to be my husband 8 months earlier. However, I didn’t think it would happen so quickly. In my mind, the only way I was going to meet someone was if I went to parties or social gatherings. Since I didn’t enjoy awkwardly trying to make the world aware of my singleness, I was convinced that it would take FOREVER to find someone who had the impossible qualities I was looking to find in a husband.
The only places I was vulnerable to meeting guys were at school and at work. I didn’t want to date anyone at school because that can get dicey if things don’t work out. Plus, I was focused on school, not boys when I was on campus. There was no chance in hell I would ever date someone I worked with…EVER! We’ve all seen the drama of the workplace romance gone awry. It’s not cute and I wanted nothing to do with it. I was truly content with who I was as a person, finishing my degree, and focusing on God, friends, and family. I was safely hidden, I had found my sanctuary.
There is no question, he was sent to find me. God made sure that I knew he sent Micah to find me. It’s almost like he was wearing special camouflage. To everyone else, he appeared to be another guy working at this job to make ends meet. But I knew better; I could see him for who he truly was.
When he said verbatim the things I had prayed to God for, I knew it was him. I was completely sucked into his gravitational pull; utterly and completely captivated by him. There weren’t many guys my age that could match my wit, but he could and still does. From that moment on for me there were only two men in this world: Micah…and everyone else
Three years ago today we said vows; we made a promise.
I took him to be my husband
To have and to hold from that day forward
For better or for worse
For richer or for poorer
In sickness and in health
To honor and respect him, to laugh with him and cry with him
And to cherish him for as long we both shall live.
He’s my favorite person and I thank God every day for him.