Not the young and dumb and in love stuff.
The working through our crap.
The fighting for the best.
The digging in when it hurts.
The pressing on when it matters.
The praying and crying out.
The challenging of each other.
The sleepless nights.
The care of the little ones entrusted to us.
The standing side by side at the sink each night dissecting our days.
The reason that we said yes.
The reason why we said forever.
Because forever is such a mystery when you are young and dumb.
Forever is everything when you have loved and fought and cried and coasted and celebrated and grieved and still get butterflies.
More than that day fourteen years ago.
So much more.
I choose you.