Five years ago this month, I began dating Eric. Three years ago today, I married the man of my dreams. He has been my anchor, held me and loved me on my darkest nights and without a doubt, bent over backwards to ensure my heart is filled with joy.
Marriage has been amazing. He is the ying to my yang, and shown patience throughout our relationship. Weeks went by this past year where I couldn’t get out of bed. I couldn’t do anything but cry. And Eric would just hold me. He demanded nothing of me. All he wanted was for me to know he loved me.
Countless were the nights where we went to bed crying together. Mourning our loss while continuing to walk. Yet we did not allow anything to shake us. We stood side by side, faithfully believing we would overcome.
I remember meeting Eric for the first time, and instantly knowing there was something about him I really enjoyed. Our first conversation involved sales, college and Greek life. He immediately identified as a Mighty Trojan and I, as a Tenacious Golden Bear! Not knowing we would later cross paths again, this moment I always remembered.
Our connection was instant and it was difficult to hide. As much as neither one of us wanted anything ‘serious’, we quickly ended up permanently intertwined. We enjoyed being together, and growing old together only seemed natural.
Our relationship has not been peaches and cream the entire five years, but I would say, there has been nothing we haven’t been able to battle as one. We grow from each other, learn from one another, and constantly try to make ourselves better. We support our dreams and constantly search for growth. Most importantly, we place our relationship at the forefront, knowing that just like anything else, it too needs caring and love to continue on its path.
Eric is my number one fan, and I am his. I point out his flaws with love, as he does mine. Although five years seems like a significant time, I look forward to spending my life with the man who makes me a thousand times better.








