One Year Anniversary

Brooke married me one year ago today. That’s not us in the picture above. That’s actually a picture of my sister and brother-in-law. It was taken in September of 2005, a year before they were even married. The picture is from the weekend that Brooke and I were supposed to meet.

My sister thought we would be good together, and so we schemed a roof-deck party where I would fly out from Michigan and meet the woman of my dreams. It didn’t work out that way. Had we actually met, I wonder if it would have worked. Timing is everything, right? A three-month e-mail flirtation suited us really well. And now look at us. We’re counting our marriage by the year.

Brooke and I are celebrating in Florida right now. I’m writing this on Friday to automatically publish on our wedding anniversary. I’d like to say that’s because we’re not taking a computer with us. But that’s not true. We have a lot of Friday Night Lights to catch up on before the season starts in two weeks. And I think that (with a little sunshine and sea) sounds like a perfect way to relax and honor our commitment to one another.

You can see snapshots of our first married year here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, and here.