A letter to my husband

Okay folks, I'm warning you now, I'm about to get sappy. So if you are in the mood for some cheese, grab a bottle of wine and read on, if not, take a hike and try back next time (I'll still <3 you, promise).

Dear Andy,

This is it. The final two days we will ever have to be seperated. Finally, the unannounced trips, the drives to the airport, the late night phone dates, are coming to an end. Our dreams are coming true, we got married, we have moved into a beautiful house that we are working to make into a home, we are expanding our family, we have jobs, we are living the life we had always talked about. It wasn't easy, we have worked our asses off to get to this point. There were fights, tears, endless talks, hard times, scary times, sad times, and I'll admit there were times I thought we would never get out of the rut our lives were in. There were moments that I never thought that we would see this day. Let me tell you, all those moments make the coming days that much sweeter. I want you to know that you are my rock, as corny as that sounds, and I want you to know that we wouldn't be where we are if it weren't for your encouragement and never-failing optimism. We make a great team and I am so happy that we get to take this journey together. I want you to know I love you so much and I can't wait to see where this journey leads us.

Love forever and always,
Your wife, friend and partner

Cap and gown

Today I had to go pick up my cap and gown from school, I have been done for nearly five months but it doesn't feel like that at all. It was a strange moment, because I don't think that I realized fully that I am graduating from college until I laid my hands on that black polyester.  Walking through the school it was actually kind of hard for me because for nearly 3 years that was where I lived and thrived. I love college, no scratch that, I love my college. It was like a Cinderella slipper fit for me, small classes, my teachers knew me (and still know me), great, caring professors, a wonderful curriculum, my college was the greatest choice I made (prior to Andy that is). For 3 years I was there practically every day and as much as I complained I can honestly say that I loved every minute at that school. It was hard for me to get into the car today, knowing that I really am finished. I'm not going to lie, I even cried a little. I'm worried that I as I move on to a job and graduate school that I won't find a fit as nearly as perfect as Lourdes was for me. It's silly I know, but I just want my next school and work experiences to be as great as my undergrad. I know I'm just nervous about the next step I have to take, but at least I have Andy by my side and we can figure it out together.