An Open Letter to My Husband on Our Wedding Anniversary

Dear Mahal,

Six years. That’s countless laughs, late-night talks, and the kind of teamwork that only comes from surviving life’s little chaos together. Somehow, we’ve navigated it all by laughing at our inside jokes, debating whether pineapple belongs on pizza, and here we are, still choosing each other every single day.

I have to say, anniversaries are funny. We plan them, we dream about them, we imagine ourselves somewhere tropical, sipping something fancy with tiny umbrellas in it. But truth be told, the best celebrations happen in the quiet, ordinary moments: enjoying each other’s company over a cup of coffee before the kids wake up, binge-watching a show on the couch, or laughing at our never-ending battle with laundry and dishes. These are the moments that make life sweet and real.

Looking back, it hasn’t always been easy. There were nights filled with tears, grief, and exhaustion, moments when the world felt heavier than we could carry. And yet, through it all, you showed up. You hugged me tight, made me laugh when I wanted to cry, and helped me see that together, we can survive anything.

Parenting adds its own brand of chaos and comedy. From chasing after those little feet running around, to endless diaper changes to balancing work, life, and everything in between, somehow we’re still standing. Still laughing. Still choosing each other every single day.

I remember that night when the house was quiet, but the grief of recent losses still weighed heavy in our hearts. We didn’t have the right words, but you held my hand, and somehow that was enough. That’s what you do. You show up, even when life is messy, when the laundry is piled high, or when we’re arguing over who forgot to buy milk again.

Through all the mess, the challenges, and the little everyday triumphs, I’m grateful for the love we share. Marriage is not always glamorous. It isn’t always smooth, and it isn’t always easy. Sometimes it’s spilled milk, mismatched socks, piles of laundry, arguments over what’s for dinner, and debates that go nowhere. There are tears, grief, and exhaustion. But there’s also laughter, comfort, and the quiet knowledge that no matter what, we face it together. You’re my partner, my safe place, and my favorite teammate in this unpredictable adventure called life. And having you beside me makes every ordinary day an adventure I wouldn’t trade for anything.

So here’s to our anniversary, an imperfect, beautiful, and perfectly us kind of celebration. Life is richer, warmer, and infinitely more fun with you by my side. And yes, even the debates about pineapple pizza are better with you.

Signed,
Jalyn