I proposed to her in front of the Max & Ermas where we'd had our first date. A year or so later, we got married. That was five years ago, this past Thursday.
Over these past five years, my love has put up with a lot from me. To start with, she let me drag her across the country, away from friends and family, before we'd even gotten beach sand from our honeymoon out of the luggage. She let me chase a fantasy out West without even knowing where we'd live—and she was the one who found us a home while I got started at my Silicon Valley dream job.
This has been the theme of our years together: Alexandra makes my life possible. She gives me so much happiness, support, and cares for me without question—for which I am entirely undeserving. I would be useless without her, and rediscover the fact of this on a daily basis. She enables and encourages me in so many ways, and I can only hope to return even a fraction of the favor.
Alexandra is my best friend and closest confidant. I love her as deeply as on our wedding day, and that feeling just grows stronger every day. As an introvert, I get exahusted after a day around other people, and need a day alone to recharge. Alexandra is the only person I've met who can has the opposite effect on me—we recharge each other.
Since we moved back to Michigan, making a home here has been the happiest time of my life. It's not life as I'd dreamed it would be—it's been better. And I owe it all to my gorgeous wife, Alexandra.