Thinking back to our early dating days, eventual engagement and a very brief stint of married life without kiddos....we were operating from a different planet. Seriously. We actually had a made up language and I think we spent most of our time smitten over one another during the few minutes I could cram between class, football practice, office hours and late nights studying for my engineering exams in the Law Quad.
This season in our life is very different. We spend countless hours under the same roof and our language is now made up of terms most regularly heard in the office of an oncologist sandwiched between pre-schooler talk. Never once did I think I would be spending my 6 year anniversary in the infusion center to treat an incurable cancer with three little ones at home. I did expect to have 3 kids before age 30...check!...but cancer...you gotta to be kidding me. Worse yet, the cancer is in my blood and bones...therefore...not easily removed.
Although the stress of cancer leaves very little to be desired, looking back at our last year of marriage which was consumed by me being in treatment, I can honestly say that I have seen Cassie step up to the plate as my helper. She is my Myeloma expert, caregiver, lover, all the while caring for 3 beautiful kids all under the age of five. She has witnessed and supported her husband through what could be easily considered the most aggressive MM treatment therapy outside of Arkansas.
I don't expect life to have been any crazier than it was last year and I am getting really excited about what is in store for Year 7 of marriage. Regardless of the uncertainty, I have a rock in Cassie by my side.
Love is a choice. I choose you.
P.S. Here's the tail end of me proposing to Cassie in 2004 at the Houston Autoshow. She said, "Of Course!"