To The One Who Has Carried Me | Seattle Wedding Photographer

Today is one of the most special days of my life because today is my remission anniversary! I've been overwhelmed with the support I've received since I shared my story for the first time last year and it reminds me of how blessed I am. Today, on the anniversary of such a big milestone, I thought it only appropriate to write about the one who has seen me through so much- my sweet Christopher- and to honor everything he has done (and continues to do) for me....

There have been times- too many to count- where, so sick I could barely speak and in so much pain I couldn't move, my sweet Christopher carried me (literally). When all I could do was look at him with an expression that he knew meant I just couldn't, he picked me up and snuggled me against his chest, and he carried me. Up and down the stairs. To bed. To the dining room to eat dinner. Just because; for no reason at all.

And in those moments, at my weakest, snuggled up against his muscles that are always so safe and warm, I realized-as much as those memories are a reflection of some of the most painful moments in my life- they also symbolize so much more about who he is to me and the love we share. He is the one who will do anything for me. The one who cares more about my happiness than anything else in this world, and tells me so every day. The one who knows that I can often be found with my head in the clouds and my heart focused on all the dreams I have- and who takes my hand and gently guides me back to solid ground. He is the one who never gives up on me, or our love, no matter how difficult things get. The one who fights for me daily and pursues me endlessly. The one who sees me on my worst days and in my weakest moments and loves me still.

Blessedly, those days of being carried are no more. But that will always be who he is to me- the one who picks me up when I need it, who keeps me going when I don't think I could do it alone, who is my endless source of strength and comfort, who has stayed by my side in the best of times and worst of times and, through it all, has been my constant; the one I could always count on to carry me through. So to my love, my rock, and the one who makes me fall in love over and over again, thank you for carrying me through. Thank you for never letting me go when life gets hard but for holding on ever more tightly to me and our love. Thank you for all the times you’ve done more than your fair share without ever complaining. For all the time and effort and energy you put into taking care of me and making sure I know how loved I am. I don’t deserve you, but I’ll keep you anyway.

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