This year was our 11 year anniversary. I get so excited for our Anniversary each year. I love celebrating loving him and being married to him. Alot of the time, if I am being honest.....you have these preset ideas in your head. From where you would like to go, maybe a trip out of town, a fun new outfit, exploring a town together, flowers and a candle light dinner. BLISS!
However sometimes life happens from Furlough, to goverment shut down, to deaths in the family. I wasn't even being dramatic. Its hard when you want to celebrate sometimes. This year, this season, the Lord is just changing me. Its hard, it challenges me. I want to be who the Lord sees me as, who he desires me to be. If I was left to my own way of doing things, I would just be a mess. Back to the subject. I had so many expectations and ideas I wanted.
The Lord spoke to my heart and had me define what feeling loved is and what it looks like. Then to put my list down, and define how I make Eric feel loved. Have I asked him, if it was his own plans, what he would love to do, what would it be? Without my expectations or ideas. Just loving him. And in that moment. My heart changed, from my ideas to just loving him BIG. To celebrating him like I do my kids birthdays. It may be nerdy and cheesy, but love is exactly that. It ended up being so much fun to plan little things to celebrate.
He was so surprised, and loved every minute. More than words. That filled my cup more than any trip would have.
I saw this idea for the countdown of days. Just a simple way to show how long my heart has been his.
NO JOKE. We totally did this. It was super cheesy and super fun.
I love that we can use this every year as our love banner.
I thought making all the things he loves in cookies...just little things and ways to let him know he has my heart, and I love all of him.
Just as much as I love the details, and love the effort, they need the same. I was so blessed this Anniversary in the best way. Loved celebrating 11 years with this guy...who just gets me.
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