One year as Anna Brown

One year ago today I married my best friend. Not much has changed since then. A lot has. I don’t know. Nothing feels incredibly different, but everything does. Make sense? I didn’t think so.

Marriage helps you realize how truly selfish you are. And working past that, small steps at a time, is such a refreshing experience. Learning to put someone else first makes everything else make a whole lot more sense. A lot of things have come together for me over the past year.

My growing love and respect my husband is overwhelming. It grows every day.

We’re learning new ways to love. I’ve learned it’s okay when he leaves wet towels in the laundry bin. He’s learned sometimes I just cry. No reason. I just do.

We purchased our first Christmas tree and made our home a winter wonderland for the first time. We spent many nights with many friends in our den playing games. We had our first fire in our fireplace. We planted flowers together for the first time. Josh taught me how to mow the yard, even though I gave up after a lap or two. We became a one car family.

Most importantly, though, I feel like we have become a family. I really feel one with him. That marriage bond is still growing, but it’s really taken root. We’re on the same team. We’re fighting for the same things. We can finish each other’s sentences. We know how to react to one another.

Life has never been better.

And right now we’re in Seattle living it up. Stay tuned for a bagllion pictures to come.

And a big happy first anniversary to our northern friends Mike and Jill. It surely feels like we’ve known them a lifetime. It’s been two days shy of a year since we shared a ride in the death cab from the Antiguan airport at 1:00 a.m. and were friends from the get go. No one else would have been better to get eaten alive by bugs with, risk our lives on a speedboat, and drink frozen margaritas all day long with. We love you Schwenzens! (Bean/Joshalina included)