Mi Esposo

12:30pm on June 9th, 2007... The music plays as our families are escorted down the aisle to their seats. "A Better Way" rings through our little chapel as your groomsmen march toward the stage and you enter as the song comes to its end. "In Christ Alone" fills the air as my bridesmaids with my flower girls make their way to their places and as the song reaches its climax my Dad and I walk side by side towards you. This is what I had been waiting my whole life for. That moment. All of our friends and loved ones filled the little chapel; our one bedroom apartment was ready for us to start our new life together; the arrangements were made for a short reception; the airplane tickets were purchased; our bags were packed; a lifetime of hopes and dreams awaited; and there you were.
I had prayed for you... sometimes in generalities... other times with very specific requests. As a little girl I imagined what you might have looked like and dreamed of the children we would have together. God knew what I wanted, what I needed, and then some. Handsome- check. Tall- double check. Strong arms- check. A deep manly voice- check. Gentle- check. Patient- TRIPLE check. Someone who could make me laugh- check. A man of integrity- check. Kind- check. So many other qualities to mention, it might take more time and space than you'd care for. I might even embarrass you. So there you were... my groom, the man God had prepared for me. And me? I sometimes feel bad that you ended up with me... is this what you had waited your whole life for? Am I what God had prepared for you? Poor thing. I tried to dress myself up and make it look like you were getting the better end of the deal, but I must say I did.
Three years later... we've moved out of our first home together (that was tough) into our second home, those children I had dreamed about were born (at least two of them were), and I have to admit a few of those hopes and dreams died when reality hit. Not everything was perfect in our little world... I grew tired of picking up your wet towels and you got tired of pulling my hair out of the bathtub drain. But three years later, I still see you as that man waiting at the end of that aisle for me. You are the one I had prayed for, dreamed about... You are the man I chose to spend the rest of my life with and I've never regretted the decision I made.
Happy three years of marriage, my love. I hope the Lord blesses us with fifty more (at a minimum!). You are my shining knight in armor... my hero... my husband. :-)