One.

One year of my life has been spent loving and serving the most wonderful man I have ever met.

A year has come and gone.

I feel overwhelmed with emotions as I think of what this first year of marriage has brought us.  (I have already cried about it this morning.)  

I can truly say that this has been the best year of my life.  

I am so thankful to God for putting John and I together. My life has been enriched and full of joy.  

I have loved becoming a wife.  

It is a sacred role that I deem most important.

Our first year of marriage was full of many smiles, laughs, and tears.  It was full of intimate moments laced with love and tenderness.  It was full of honesty, hilarious moments, and lots of food and music.  Most of it was spent in apartment 133 at Wood Creek, though we have said goodbye to that place now.  I will never forget living there and feeling that sense of, "Look what we've created together.  Everything in here belongs to us.  We built a home together."

I have loved learning how to share my life and soul with another.  I have given this man all that I have and it is something that I never regret, not even for a moment.

I feel that I have been given the divine task of being a wife to John Murphy and I know that I am the one who got a better deal.

I am enlightened each day with his patience, selflessness, and kindness towards me.

A part of me is so sad to close the chapter of our first year together.  

I know that the future has a thousand glorious surprises for us.

My heart is so full it may burst.

Happy one year anniversary to the man who made me a wife.