Eight years ago, I made the second best decision of my life when I married you (the first was when I gave you a rogue kiss on the day I met you). Eight years of laughter, adventure, and love that grows stronger with each passing day.
The bronze anniversary is a weird one (especially right after iron), it's a metal known for its strength and durability. Just like bronze, our love is tough and durable. From our travels to Belize, Italy, and France, to our wedding at Monte Bello, everything we do together is always so fun and meaningful.
You are my soulmate, my best friend, my pod. Whether we're sharing spicy tuna sushi, hanging out watching a show together, seeing a cool circus act, surviving kid meltdowns, laughing at our inside jokes or looking at cool costumes at ACEN, every moment with you is a treasure. You are my Queen Bee, and I am so grateful to get to spend time with you each and every day. I love that we talk on the phone even when we are just driving around town for 10 minutes apart from each other. I love that you know every small silly thing I do, that you know about my cool cupping and enjoy my awesome singing. I love that you are so smart and you put so much effort and thought into everything you do. You are my inspiration and the one person I know I can always count on.
Here's to eight (married) beautiful years, and to all the adventures still to come. I love you more today than yesterday, and I'll love you even more tomorrow.
Forever yours,
Pod (Luke) ❤️