Today marks two years of being your wife. Two years of being married to the coolest kid around. And I could not be more proud.
I remember July 2nd, 2011 like it was yesterday. I remember waking up, surprised that I had actually slept so well. I remember getting to the church hall with my family to finish setting up for the reception and keeping an eye on my dad making sure he wasn't about to get in his car and drive off so he wouldn't have to walk me down the isle. I remember all of my very best friends joining me to make their bouquets, eat brunch and enjoying the last few moments of calm before the crazy day started. I remember a certain fraternity president telling me he would meet me at 11am and showing up at 1pm and telling him "do NOT mess with me today!" I remember getting my hair and make-up done with my mother, soon to be sister-in-law and a later-to-be sister-in-law. I remember starting to get anxious while getting ready with two of my very best friends in the hotel before heading to the church. I remember getting to the church, and surrounded by my bridesmaids, getting that huge dress over my head and scrambling to find earrings. I remember waiting in the bride's room with my dad after everyone else had walked down the isle.
I remember looking at you from those doors, thinking you were the most handsome man I had ever seen. I remember laughing at you for crying like a baby when you SWORE you wouldn't. I remember how as soon as I held your hand at the alter, you exhaled and relaxed. I remember what readings were read, what songs were sung and knowing with my whole heart that I meant every word I spoke. I remember throwing my arms around you for our first kiss as man and wife.
I remember hugging you so tight after the ceremony. I remember feeling like we were the only ones in that massive church.
I remember taking pictures outside in 102 degree Houston humidity. I remember being announced for the first time as "Mr. and Mrs. Mossakowski". I remember dancing to "Oh Tonight", thinking that was the most perfect moment of my life. I remember your brother's speech was great, my maid of honor talking about "all" of my boyfriends, Stefan being Stefan, my brother making everyone laugh and Con making me cry. I remember shoving cake up your nose as soon as you looked at me like you were about to do the same, I'm just quicker. I remember how irritated you were when Backstreet Boys played during my bouquet toss even though I promised there would be no BSB played. I remember dancing the Polka with Opa and being sure that one of us was going to fall and break our hip. I remember how much fun we had, surrounded by family and friends and how quickly the day had passed.
I love you more today than I ever have. Every day, every argument, every snuggle day, I love you more and more.
You've made these last 2 years the best years of my life, and my life was pretty killer from the start. You're my best friend, my favorite comedian and the love of my life. Here's to 98 more. I love you Coach.