Yesterday marked 12 years married to @iamchrisyoung and we spent the day doing what we do best, getting through despite all odds. Laughing when it doesn’t make sense. We have been tirelessly sowing into a house that was supposed to be my dad’s and we’re on a time crunch - but on our anniversary we at least took a long enough break to clean up and go to a nice dinner. We will do some kind of trip when we’re done with all of this, but on our actual anniversary I made us do at least something. Because I am the kind of person who needs to build monuments and take stock. Make a memory, notice the moment, or I’ll be lost to the mundane. I have trouble being present if I don’t do something purposeful to mark the passing of time. But Chris is so incredibly present. He never hesitates to bring me back to the now - and he makes me feel like I’m alive. This last year was arguably the worst year of my life and yet he made me laugh so much. How is that possible? He took me on trips, he helped me heal, he both aided in my distraction and midwifed my grief. He is God’s greatest gift to me. I met him soon after my mom died and pretty quickly it was obvious that he had some kind of superpower to help me overcome. We are very fun, don’t get me wrong, the kind of stubborn, hard-won fun. But we are durable above all. I can’t believe I get to do life with him - all the good and beautiful and hard life. A friend texted me yesterday to say she saw joy over our coming year and I am receiving that. Our sorrow will become joy. Afterall, Chris has shown me how time and time again. Happy Anniversary my love. I choose you every time. In sickness and in health, in good and in bad. Here’s to us 🥂 @iamchrisyoung