|Now we are six
||[Sep. 19th, 2005|05:35 am]
Six years ago today I walked out into the backyard of Ferrett's ancestral home. I was holding his hand and smiling. A collection of Bosworths, Lucases, Steinmetzes, and our friends smiled back at us. We walked down the stairs, faced each other, and pledged to spend our lives together.
We were ridiculously happy, buoyed by our amazement that we had found each other, grateful for the love and support of family and friends. We grinned and danced and held each other close. It was a perfect day.
In a few minutes Ferrett will get up and we will begin our sixth anniversary by taking a long walk together and watching the sun rise. Like many things in our married life, we did not imagine on our wedding day that taking a four-mile walk would eventually be one of the pleasures of our lives. We have grown and changed a lot over the years. Sometimes those growing pains were tough, but all of them were worth it.
Happy anniversary, me darlin'. 'Tis talk like a pirate day, and I'll be your sassy wench for as long as we both shall live. I love you.