Today is our two-year anniversary! "Our love and admiration has grown exponentially over the last two years, imagine where we'll be after a lifetime," said Sam this morning. What a guy!
We decided this year not to get gifts or cards but rather enjoy a nice dinner out this evening. Except that I saw a cool 'Music of the World' CD and wrapped it for him, which just made him feel like crap because he didn't get me anything (as per our agreement), so that kind of backfired. In two years, Sam and I have shared so much: Amazing float trips down wild and not-so-wild Alaska rivers, camping trips, we've built a home together, together we've recognized my dream of being a dog musher and made it a reality, we're living both of our dreams of doing what we want, where we want; we've laughed (mostly me at him...did I say at? I meant with), we've cried, but most importantly we've grown together. We have learned so much about each other and ourselves by being open and honest, we've compromised and we've stuck to our respective guns. We have so much to learn from each other. Sam is organized and loyal. I am flighty and also loyal to the things I am passionate about. Sam is patient, I am not. We are both working photojournalists with very, very different styles and therefore can learn and share new and unique ideas every day, not just about our work but regarding life in general.
To sum up, I am in love and loved more so than I ever have been before. Thank you, Sam.
Peace
PS Thanks to my parents and good friends Myron and Joan for the thoughtful cards. They were unexpected and most appreciated.
Sam and I last weekend putting in the canoe on the Chatanika River.
Friday, September 07, 2007
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6 comments:
Happy Anniversay you two!
Love ya! Lisa
Awwwwwwwwwwww. I love love.
Happy Anniversary, Jill and Same.
Theresa
Same? Same works. I guess I've called him worse...just kidding Sam's family...
Yeah, what a weird typo. I meant Sam, who is an actual, factual person, not just a reflection of Jillian she decided to "marry."
You know if I could marry myself I would.
Love is a many-splendored thing,
It's the April rose that only grows in the early spring,
Love is nature's way of giving a reason to be living,
The golden crown that makes a man a king.
Once on a high and windy hill,
In the morning mist two lovers kissed and the world stood still,
Then your fingers touched my silent heart and taught it how to sing,
Yes, true love's a many-splendored thing.
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