6 Years

Happy Anniversary to:

The “nicest” man I’ve ever met




My Mister


My confidant


Let me tell you why I happily celebrate today. . . After 6 years of marriage, this man still comes home from a long day at work and smiles at me as though he has just woken up from the best nap ever. He happily rubs my achy feet and gives me manicures and pedicures to show me that he loves me. He is my biggest fan, my protector, my provider, my prayer partner, my confidant,  and my best friend. He does laundry, dishes, he sweeps and he packs my lunch every morning. He holds me when I’m sad, celebrates with me when I’m happy, hugs me all the time, asks me about my goals and dreams and makes me feel so special EVERY SINGLE DAY.


I’m grateful that God brought him into my life at his ripe old age of 19. I’m grateful that he pursued a friendship with me even though I didn’t like him when I met him. I’m grateful that we went through so much in ministry together as friends. I’m grateful for all his honesty in every part of our relationship. I’m grateful that he chose to “court” me. I’m grateful that being married to him is one of the easiest things in the world to do.


This year has been a growing year. It was a hard year but I’m so grateful for it!  It has grown our friendship with one another, it has strengthened our love for one another and shown us that with God by our sides we can get through almost anything.


Mighty Max, I love you so very much and I am looking forward to many, many more years by your side no matter what they look like. Good or bad, silly or serious, hard or easy, fun or boring–I’m not going anywhere.


~Mrs Galvan~


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