It’s so great to find that one special person you want to annoy for the rest of your life.
Six months ago today, Huzzy and I said our vows to one another. Six months ago today, I pledged to take my husband for better or worse, richer or poorer, in sickness and in health… and through deployment and shore duty, even if we have to do recruiting again. Yup, we wrote our own vows and made the Navy part of them!
Actually, these were my vows:
I, Wifey*, take you Huzzy*, to be my husband,
to have and to hold you from this day forward,
for better or for worse,
for richer, or for poorer,
in sickness and in health
through deployment or shore duty…
even if you have to do recruiting again.
I promise to love and care for you
I will always be honest with you, kind, patient and forgiving.
But most of all, I promise to always be faithful
and to be a true and loyal friend to you.
I love you.
*names changed to protect the not-so-innocent
Huzzy’s vows were pretty much the same except he promised to “through something something something… even if you make me salute you.” (ya know, ’cause I was about to become an officer and he’s enlisted). The “something something something” bothers me because I can’t for the life of me remember what it was. And Huzzy is having a hard time too because he forgot his vows and just winged it. And when I saw that he didn’t read his vows (I had an index card with me), I winged mine, too. So these might not be the exact words, but they are pretty close.
Yeah, we are dorks and made the Navy part of our vows. But hey, the Navy brought us together… kinda. Have I ever mentioned we met online? If not, let me know and I’ll tell you the whole funny story. But anyway, had the Navy not tricked him into becoming a recruiter, he wouldn’t have been in Michigan and we wouldn’t have met online. That and the Navy is going to be a big part of our lives for a minimum of the next 10 years (Huzzy’s career) and very likely the next 30 (my Navy career).
So it’s been six months and if feels like we are still newlyweds. Oh wait… that might have something to do with the fact that we’ve only been together for nine weeks of those six months. Ha! Oh well, like many people have told me, we can celebrate two one-year anniversaries… next March (he’ll be on land for it… praise God and everything Holy!) and when we have actually been together–living together–for 52 weeks. Not sure how long that will take, but by my calculations, it will probably be around the 3 1/2 year mark of our marriage. I should track this so we can celebrate that!
Anyway, Happy Six Month Anniversary to my fantastically loving, sexy Sailor!