Second Anniversary

A long time ago, or what seems like it now, Kyle and I use to sit up in a tree on squalicum beach and talk about our goals and dreams. In a scrapbook we made a list of places we wanted to see together, and adventures we wanted to go on. I called them "Kyle's Firsts" but as the years have gone by I have definitely been on some "firsts" of my own with Kyle too! Last year for our first wedding anniversary we went skydiving in Hawaii. That was one of the most incredible things we have done. I always tell him it's up there with the wedding day. This year for our second anniversary we went bungee jumping in Whistler, B.C. I told Kyle that was one thing I would never do, no matter what. Then I realized something...or rather a few things. First, I made a vow to be by Kyle's side through all of life's experiences (which doesn't exactly mean jumping off a bridge, and I realize I could have just been there to witness). Second, if I didn't bungee jump with Kyle he would still be going...without me. He would have that memory with someone else and I would probably regret it. Lastly, I thought about it and the one thing I'm terrified of most is dying. BUT maybe, just maybe, if the only thing I have left to do at the end of my life is die, then dying won't be quite so scary. So I decided to face my fear and take a risk. It's not something that I am itching to do ever again, but I am really glad that I did it. We had another first together and lived to tell the tale. For our next anniversary maybe we should just relax on a beach...

We have shirts to prove it.

Two going on Forever

This summer has been a busy one for Kyle and I so far. It has been so nice to be back in Bellingham and closer to friends and family. Strange to think that this chapter of our lives is slowly winding down as we get ready for the next. We have a lot of big decisions and changes in the not so distant future. Being a 'real' adult isn't always all it's cracked up to be, but our childhoods are surviving and thriving somewhere inside us still.
Two years ago Kyle and I said our vows. We wrote our own, because although we love traditions, we tend to go with the nontraditional. We vowed to be by each other's side through all of life's experiences, and share this crazy adventure called life together. The past two years have not been perfect all of the time, but to be honest, they have been pretty amazing. People told us the first year would be the hardest and the worst...we had the time of our lives and enjoyed being married an absurd amount. Our second year of marriage a lot of people listed off a lot of statistics and told us the second year would be our worst. It was a little more challenging because we both had very busy class schedules, but...we still made amazing memories and had a lot of laughs. We made our apartment into a home, and tried a lot of new recipes together. Sorry to break it to you, but kitchen hugs, dancing in the dark, forehead kisses, Sunday adventures, and TLC beat all the statistics. Life isn't a fairy-tale, or a Nicholas Sparks book, but sometimes it still turns out pretty extraordinary. Sometimes two people's lives intertwine and in this perfectly ordinary life we get swept off our feet. So Kyle Mathew Aamot, thank you for two incredible years on this adventure. Sometimes you still even sweep me off my feet.