Five years ago today, Sir Harri and I exited the stained glass doorway of the Palmyra Temple united forever as man and wife.
We laugh together. All the time.
We want to raise our family to be an eternal one, like our parents did before us.
Sometimes life is unexpected and seemingly unbearably hard. And we don't like it.
So we look around, see that we're surrounded by people who we love, and who would do anything for us. We look for the positive things, the brightness that is always there: in the gospel of Christ, the beauty of the earth, and then we celebrate each sparkle of light in the corners of our world. We eat cake, kiss, and remember tomorrow, to serve and love eachother even stronger than yesterday. And before you know it, the unbearable darknesses of yesterday and tomorrow are gone, and it's already been five years.
I love you, Adam. And a part of me feels I've always known you, always loved you, even before I knew myself. Thank you for being my best friend, confidante, and lover. Here's to five, no, make it five hundred, more years of light, laughter, and love together under the banner of the starry heavens.






