3 years

For the most part, these pictures do the talking. 

 Almost 5 years ago this man asked me to marry him, to be his wife...

 And 3 years ago today I did.

 He is the most perfect man for me that there could ever be.

 He is smart, caring, protective, sexy, and loves Levi and I to pieces.

 We have been through so much together.  9.5 years... almost 40% of our lives.

 He puts up with so much of my crazy crap.

 He loves me for exactly who I am.

And I love him for exactly who he is. 

He is my best friend,

the person I can tell anything to,

the only person I want to tell most things to,

he dries my tears,

makes me laugh,

reminds me who I am when I forget,

cheers me on when I don't think I can go anymore,

tells me to stop when I shouldn't go anymore,

is the voice of reason I need,

and just enough silly to keep me sane,

he stuck with me through infertility (even though he was still grasping the thought of having a baby),

he stayed by my side for all the hours of my horrendous labor,

he held our baby, named him and cared for him when I couldn't,

he fed Levi through a tube with his finger, and then dried all my tears when I couldn't feed him, 

he works so hard for us,

he is sacrificing 15 months of his comfortable lifestyle to serve his country. 

He is the BEST husband a woman could ask for... and he's ALL mine. 

Happy Anniversary William. I love you so much.