One year ago today I got married.
Married. With a husband.
I'm a wife.
It's still a conscious effort to call Scott my husband instead of my "boyfriend". It doesn't seem possible that it's been a whole year, but indeed it has.
At the risk of being cheesy, it's been the best year of my life, for many reasons. I love having him as my
boyfriend husband, and I can't wait to see what the next year brings.
(Duh, I'm also super jacked to eat our wedding cake and drink our wedding wine).