Dear Steven,

Today marks 6 months into this marriage of ours. Halfway through what is supposed to be ‘the hardest year.’ Though, you and I both know that we’ve waded through a rougher set of six months during our relationship. Yet, that doesn’t mean we’ve gotten this marriage thing figured out. We’ve disregarded the age old advice to ‘never go to sleep mad,’ and woke up with sore temples. We aren’t the greatest at budgeting, and it takes me about a week to fold the clean laundry. We get impatient, messy, and unreasonably bratty- but this works for us. Growing, learning, and exploring as a team. Living with you isn’t about missing my parents too much and getting annoyed at the ‘quirks’ of yours I was never aware of before. It isn’t about me keeping the house clean and you paying all of our bills. It’s about giving everything we both have into the same pot- even when our ‘everythings’ aren’t of equal value. And even though we have nearly figured this thing out, it is working- because you are my family now. You are the one who makes the walls that stand around us, a home.

I adore you. Happy half-iversary.

-N

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