7 years and counting

A lot was going on in the world in the fall of 2001. Two towers had just come tumbling down and our country was about to enter into a war that now, seems to be never-ending. Gas prices were on the verge of an upward spiral and unemployment rates were rising too. There would be storms and death and just general mayhem everywhere... but was I thinking about any of this? No. I was worried that my broken toe looked hideous in my strappy white sandals and that the preacher seemed to be lost.
I was getting married and I really didn't have time for "worldly events," all I cared about was whether or not our flight to Paris the next day would actually take off.
And now, seven years later I must say that I still don't really concern myself with the "world." And it's because of that walk I took seven years ago that I don't have to concern myself with all the negative stuff going on around me.
See, I married a man who is a true protector, a guardian, an Atlas. He unselfishly carries the weight of my world on his shoulders and in seven years he has never failed when it comes to keeping me "safe." With him, I know that I will never go without and that I will never have to be afraid of anything at all. He keeps all of my demons at bay and for that I am truly grateful. I don't think there is another husband out there who took the whole "love and protect" thing quite so seriously because despite all our problems, this is one part that he truly believes in.
So, today on our seven year anniversary, I just want to say thank you. Thank you to the angels who made him, to the parents who raised him, and to the man himself. I love you Michael and wouldn't trade the past seven years for anything, you are truly my guardian angel.