Three years of marriage

Of getting on each other’s nerves

Of fighting over the silliest of things

Of going to bed angry and waking up to say sorry

Of fights, oh so many fights

Of make up hugs

Of tears.

Of badly made food which gradually improved

Of finishing each other’s left overs

Of tagging each other on silly memes.

Of the lamest bets

Of inside jokes that won’t make sense to anyone else

Of take out food from the same ol’ place

Of just knowing what the other person is thinking

Of sticking with each other through tough times

Of pushing each other to our best

Three years of love.

Three years of laughter.

Three years of warm companionship that, even after the worst of fights, makes you keenly look forward to the next day, next year, next decade.

Now joined by a tiny Z who’s made the ride even more fun. Oh what a ride it’s gonna be!

Alhamdulillah ya rabb