Today is our anniversary

One year ago we gathered some family and close friends for a tiny ceremony at a community garden in New York's East Village. I remember people crying as I walked down the path to the improvised altar, so happy to be here celebrating the love Curtis and I felt for each other for over 3 years.

This first year of our marriage has been a lot of fun. Not much has changed, except that now we live in our own apartment. I love our life, I love how Curtis brings me coffee in bed every morning (no joke), how he listens when I talk about my day and my worries, how he always try to walk Sasha in the morning so I don't have to get out of bed too early, and how he eats everything I make without ever complaining, even when I'm lazy and we just have hot dogs for dinner he still says "this is great babe", and I love that he doesn't mind eating my vegetarian dinner everyday even though he is not vegetarian.

I love how he gives me leg massages when I had a long day of standing on my feet at work. I love that he always has a fresh hair cut, that he would never wear a stained shirt, that he takes care of his boots (and mine), that he can use not only a screw driver, a hammer or a drill but also a sewing machine, that he knows about fashion and has great style, and that even when I buy something he dislikes at first he always comes around when I'm wearing it and says "you were right, this does look good on you".

I love that he tolerates people speaking Portuguese around him, and never makes a big deal out of being left out of those conversations sometimes. I love the fact that he is hard working and I love how brave and courteous he is.

This list could go on for ever, and it keeps growing as we work out the things that need improvement in our relationship. Ours like other relationships is not perfect but it is pretty darn good, like I heard people saying in Minnesota. And that to me is pretty great.