I was thinking about Tara this weekend, knowing that Valentine’s Day was coming up, and a thought really struck me. There is no one in the world that I know more about than Tara, and there is no one else in the world that knows more about me than her.
In a world that tempts us to think that newer is always better, that happiness will come with the latest model, and that we should always just live for the moment, it’s actually nice to have that constant, steady source of love and comfort. The truth is that both Tara and I are always changing, so it doesn’t have to get boring. She and I are two different people from the ones who got married almost 12 years ago. We’ve grown as individuals, gone deeper in our faith, taken on new ideas and values, pursued different education and ministries, become parents, and have adjusted as parents already several times. The cool thing is we’ve done it all together, and there is something about that which can’t be replaced.
Tara and I love to laugh at ourselves. We have so many inside jokes that no one else would ever fully grasp, and I love that. Elli says we laugh and whisper all the time, and she wants to know what’s so funny. Hopefully, one day, she will be able to know, too. Here’s a picture from us in college—a bunch of friends went out on a group date together. Our first stop was at Goodwill where we all bought our dates the outfits they had to wear the rest of the night—it was so much fun, and we were so mean to other:)
The memories you make together are a photo album that stick with you forever—I can picture different moments in our life together and still remember how I felt, what was happening, what the smells were, and all that stuff. I don’t want to share that album with anyone else but you, honey. Thanks for being My Valentine!