Love Letter

A Love Letter for Our 12th Anniversary

Twelve years of marriage. Nearly eighteen years since our first date. And still, somehow, I find new reasons to fall in love with you.

Life has changed so much over the years. The babies are growing up. The careers have shifted. The pace of life is faster and fuller. But through every season—easy or hard—you’ve been my constant. The calm in my chaos. The steady hand on my back, reminding me I’m not alone in any of it.

You are a man of few, but wisely chosen words. You’ve never needed grand declarations. Your love is in the quiet, consistent way you show up. In every coffee cup you fill before I’ve even made it to the kitchen. In the hand squeezes when a line in a love songs speaks for you. In the way you pause to listen, even when the day is loud. In the way you’ve made my happiness your priority since day one.

Lately, as I’ve leapt into something brand new, you’ve held the pieces I’ve had to put down—without question or complaint. You’ve taken over the cooking, waited patiently when I’ve been distracted, and just reached for my hand when I’ve felt the change get too heavy. You don’t try to fix it. You just stand beside me in it. And that has made all the difference.

Your love gives me the confidence to chase dreams I never thought I’d pursue. To try things that scare me a little. Because with you as my foundation, I know I could never really fall. You remind me—without ever needing to say it—that I’m safe, supported, and deeply loved.

And now, in this whirlwind season of open houses, long days, and a million moving parts—you show up in new ways. You dress up, drive me around, greet guests, and stand by my side—not because real estate is your thing, but because I am.

Time together is your love language. And I feel that love in every mile you drive, every meal you cook, every quiet act of care.

Twelve years of marriage has taught me that love isn’t always loud. It’s often found in the in-between. And in you, I’ve found the kind of love that doesn’t just speak—it shows up.

Thank you for showing up. For me. For us. For this life we’re building—day by day.

Happy anniversary, my love.

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