One Year.

As I sit here, it's hard for me to grasp that an entire year has already passed us by. It's almost as if I blinked and suddenly catapulted from May 19, 2012 to May 19, 2013, but it's such a strange juxtaposition, feeling at the same time that we've been together forever.

I still remember those feelings of anxiety and nervousness as I primped and put on my dress...

 ...and how all of those feelings dissipated when I saw your face.

Although I can't remember the silly things you said, I remember laughing A LOT to the point where I was worried that I would look ridiculous in all of the photos. Luckily our photographer managed to make us look amazing.

And then at 5 pm, I held tightly to Daddy Hawk's arm as he walked me to meet you. I could barely maintain eye contact for fear of completely losing handle of my emotions.

But you took my hand and everything was alright again.

After we said our vows, you almost forgot to kiss me, but I wasn't about to let that slide.

I can't tell you what a relief it was to have you on my arm post-ceremony. Such a relief that I rained rose petals onto the floor with a victory shake of my bouquet.

And just like that, you were my husband.

I could go on and on about our wedding because it was really beautiful. And the memories from that day warm my heart, but instead I'd rather focus on how it was the beginning of our life together and how far we've come in twelve quick months.

Mr. Hawk, I love you ten times more than I did May 19, 2012 and honestly I have no idea how it's possible because I couldn't have imagined loving you more at the time. I hope and pray that the love continues to grow exponentially throughout our lives together. We may not be perfect, but we perfectly compliment each other, and I couldn't ask for a better partner in life. Happy anniversary!

Now go grab me a margarita, clown. It's time to celebrate.