Tonight, when Jeffy came home from his bishopric meeting, he sat down and said, “So, should we stay up until 2 in the morning so that I can ask you to marry me again?” It took me a second to realize what he was talking about. Jeffy and I celebrate every ‘anniversary’ we have. The FIRST day we ever met, the first day we actually talked, the day I realized I had feelings for him, the first time we held hands, our first kiss, the night we decided to get married, the day he proposed, and of course our wedding day. Well, early early in the morning on May 14, 2003, after hours of talking (me trying to break up with him and Jeffy telling me I was being stupid), he said one sentence to me and everything changed. All of a sudden, all of the feelings of uncertainty were gone and I KNEW without a doubt that Jeffy was the one for me. We were getting married!

I am thankful everyday that I did not succeed in breaking up with him because I know my life would be sad and unfulfilled. Jeffy is my best friend. We always have fun no matter what we’re doing and we enjoy doing everything together. I would rather be with him ALL day every day than be with anybody else. No offense friends. He is a wonderful, thoughtful husband, and is always asking me what he can do to make my day easier. I know I have it easy being married to Jeffy. I know that I am the luckiest girl in the world and I know that I am treated better than any other wife. Jeffy and I have never yelled at each other or had a fight and I know that will never change because he could never hurt me that way, nor I him. He is an amazing father and his kids adore him so much. Lindsay is sleeping with a picture of her and her daddy tonight because she missed him so much. I love that they love him so much.

Jeffy, I love you and I would say yes again (twice, even) to marry you all over again!

(I bet you’re wondering what he said to me, huh?)