I know this seems like the anniversary that will never end; I promise this is the last of this. Each year I write Skylar a letter on our anniversary (he writes one to me, as well. It's a bitter writing competition that he always wins). It's sort of like updated vows. I want to collect these on Stranger so I can access and save them easily. I'm sharing them here more for my own benefit than yours.
I can't believe we've been married two years. This time with you has flown by like anything might when strapped with the wings of ease. Nothing seems very complicated or difficult when I know that you are with me, and I think that has had the effect of soothing me into a sense of the kind of peace that makes you wish for more days rather than count down the ones you have.
I'd live these first two years with you all over again because it would mean my life had more time with you in it.
I am so proud of you for choosing to be who you are. I've never met anyone I admired more. I don't think that would be possible.
You are the sort of man I wish I was—the type who makes everyone around him know that good is possible and love is inevitable.
It amazes me constantly that of everyone in the world, you would want to spend your time with me. I can only hope that I have helped make that choice worthwhile. You deserve to be with someone who strives to make your time worthwhile—it's important to me that you know that I know that.
Thank you for your hard work for our family. I'm in awe with how much you have done and accomplished in medical school in the past several years, and how graciously you have lived.
You are going to be the kind of doctor I wish everyone had, the sort of friend everyone needs, and the type of husband I'll spend the rest of my life trying to deserve.
I love you, my walking song lyric.