Husband and I have been married for one year today. In some ways, it feels like so much longer. Then again, it feels just right. (I’m sure most married ladies can understand that.) One year is so small compared to how long we will be married — for the rest of our lives — but it’s still a step toward our future.

Last year, on the night before our wedding, we were just so stressed about everything. We ended up deciding to take a drive to Walmart, and we bought chicken salad croissants, chips, and sweet tea. We sat in Husband’s car while eating our meal, and we just relaxed. He then had to rush me to my parent’s house before midnight (so that he wouldn’t see me on our wedding day until the wedding).

Last night, Husband had to go to the church we got married in to help with the recreation part of Vacation Bible School. He was gone for a few hours, so I decided to do something sweet. (Plus, I knew he’d be hungry when he got home.) I got in the car and drove thirty minutes to the nearest Walmart to get chicken salad croissants. I rushed inside, only to find that they were OUT of the pre-made sandwiches. Bummed, I asked the lady working in the deli if they had more. They didn’t, but she reminded me that I could just get croissants and pre-made chicken salad and make the sandwich myself. (Duh, why didn’t I think of that?) So, that’s what I did. Before checking out, I grabbed a couple sweet teas, and I made my way home. (We already had the chips sitting in our pantry.)

Husband didn’t get home until after 9:30 last night, but when he did, I asked if he remembered what we did exactly a year ago. After some thought, he remembered, and I showed him my surprise. We sat together, talking about our day. We’ve been just as stressed lately as we were around this time last year, so it was nice to sit back and relax.

Before I officially met Husband in person (we met online, though we went to the same school–I didn’t know that part, though, until much later), I knew he was special. Before we became best friends, I knew I loved him. Before we started dating, we both knew we’d get married someday. Here we are now, a year into our marriage, ready for many years to come. (I wish I could post the full-size images of our wedding photos, but the files are huge, so these grainy versions will have to do.)

(Ahem, I was wearing 4-inch heels, so I’m really not that tall.)