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Our Wedding Day

Our Wedding Day

I can’t believe it’s only been a year of marriage so far! It feels as if we have made too many exciting memories and reached too many milestones in such a short span of time that I must be mistaken, but my calendar reminds me that a mere 12 months have passed. Upon my recent reflections over the past year, I have thought of 12 of my favorite things about being married to my wife for the past 12 months. Here they are, in no particular order:

1. I love coming home to her every night. Whether my day was full of stressful work or exciting news, I get to come home to her beautiful, smiling face every night. I know that she’ll be happy to see me, I’ll be happy to see her, and we’ll get to share our joys and sorrows of the day together over a meal.

2. I love the way she laughs and smiles all the time. I’ve had numerous people tell me that my wife is the happiest, most easy-going person they know, and I can’t agree more. She has a cute smile and her laugh is infectious. I love when she really gets laughing during a funny movie, a stand-up comedy routine, or when joking with friends. Granted, I got to hear her laugh before we were married, but i get to hear it a lot more now that we live together.

3. I love getting to go to bed and wake up next to her. After years of dating and having to drive home tired after saying goodnight, the relief and intimacy of finally getting to fall asleep side-by-side is tremendous. My favorite time is Saturday mornings, when we can sleep in together and relax without a care about the world outside our apartment.

4. I love getting to see her sweetness, hospitality, and care expressed even more now that we have our own place. I’ve always known she was sweet and thoughtful. After all, that was one of her traits that attracted me to her in the first place. However, now that we have a home to which we can invite friends and in which she can host a Bible study, I’ve gotten to observe how welcoming and hospitable she is. I love that about her, and I can’t wait to see it expressed even more when we have our own home and family one day.

5. I love having her unwavering support. My wife is the most supportive person I know. She listens with care as I express concerns about work or plans for the future. She spoils me with her thoughtfulness, giving me back rubs to relieve my knotted muscles after a day at the office and preparing dinner even when she’s tired. Just today, I have been bogged down a bit with a cold, and she has made me multiple cups of hot tea, brought me chicken noodle soup, and has done everything she can to help me feel better. I never worry that she would be anything less than supportive if something tragic should happen to my health or job, or if we encountered any other difficulty. A wife’s undying support is the dream of every husband, and I count myself extremely blessed with hers.

6. I love taking walks with her. We’ve started to do this more often, and it never fails to be the highlight of my day. Our walks, whether along a sandy beach or just around our neighborhood, almost always lead to us reflecting on God’s faithfulness to us and our exciting plans for the future. When we were dating and engaged, we would go for walks and talk about what we looked forward to about being married, what kind of jobs we might want to pursue, where we would want our apartment to be and what it would be like to have our own place together. Recently, our talks have tended to revolve around how content we are with where God has us in life right now, what kind of job she would be best suited for, and what kind of house we might want to buy in the future. Our conversations on walks tend to be forward-looking and hopeful, and the undistracted time alone together is a beautiful thing.

7. I love that we don’t fight a lot. Sure, we have our moments, but she is so easy-going and forgiving that getting along is way easier than it should be with a selfish guy like me. She’s patient with me when I leave the toilet seat up or forget to offer her a drink when I’m getting myself one at dinner. In many ways, I expected the first year to be much more difficult in terms of conflict after hearing so much advice to that effect, but it’s been fairly smooth sailing. All of this can be attributed to her sweet character and definitely not mine!

8. I love that she encourages me to get out more and try to be more adventurous. Being more of an introvert and bookworm, my tendency is to stay in and read or relax. She’s definitely the more adventurous and outdoorsy one. I really do enjoy the outdoors and adventures, taking hikes and going camping, but I need to be encouraged to do these things or I would let the opportunities slip away. She helps me have more fun and not regret passing up opportunities to make memories.

9. I love that she plans out our lives. My skills are nearly non-existent in the planning and scheduling department, but she makes up for my insufficiency. I love that she plans  hangouts with friends, as these opportunities might get overlooked by my lack of planning (despite my desire to do these things more often). She plans out trips, outings, and vacations, and always makes sure to keep birthdays and holidays on our radar.

10. I love that we get to share meals together at home now. Coming home after work to a home-cooked dinner is wonderful, and there’s nobody I would rather spend that time with. Her cooking skills are always improving with her desire to serve me well, and I appreciate it more than she knows.

11. I love that we have our own home with privacy and independence. We absolutely love our families and spending time with them, but moving out and having our freedom and independence has been amazing. The feeling of shared responsibility and a home we get to make our own is deeply satisfying. Our home is our sanctuary, and we get to take on the world together from this modest little one-bedroom apartment. I wouldn’t have it any other way and we’re thankful God has provided us with the means for our own place. Living together is so good!

12. I love being married to someone who is positive and optimistic about life. No matter how difficult the challenges she faces, she continues to see the brightest aspects of those challenges. Things could always be worse from her perspective, and she really lives with contentment and joy. Chances are you will not see a smile missing from her face even amidst stressful times because she still sees the good in her life more than the bad.

Ambrey, thank you for sharing your life with me for these past 12 months. You’re my role model and I want to learn to be more like you when I grow up! Thank you for supporting me with happiness and joy, and for making me happier than I’ve ever been. I love you more than you can imagine. Happy one year anniversary, my beautiful bride!





True love began with a bag of Doritos and some cheap, generic Kool-Aid. As we sat in our first Christian Club meeting at Harford Community College in the Fall of 2010, neither Ambrey nor I knew we were sitting in the same room as our future spouse. My loyal friend Eric Powell and I had just started the club that semester because, at the time, there was no real venue for Christians to meet on campus. So, on the first Wednesday meeting, sitting around a table of cheap junk food in the chaos of a crowded student center, I met Ambrey Zaun for the first time.

The first thing I noticed about Ambrey was her infectious smile. Her continuously shining smile and laughter seemed to be a magnet to everyone around her. As the weekly meetings continued, I began to see her vivacious and outgoing personality emerge even more, which I found increasingly attractive. In addition to her personality, I witnessed an authentic love for God in Ambrey and could tell she had a very personal relationship with Him. One of the first times I remember hanging out with Ambrey outside of school was at a bonfire hosted by Eric. To this day, I’m not sure why she wanted anything to do with me after I sang Katy Perry’s “Teenage Dream” in a falsetto voice, or why I sang it in the first place. By the time 2:00 A.M. finally rolled around, it was time for the few of us who remained to finally leave, and I walked out to my car along with Ambrey to hers. I asked her if she knew how to get out of the neighborhood, to which she hesitated before admitting she did not. I started to explain, but then suggested it might be easier if she followed me out. To this day, Ambrey says that small act of kindness piqued her interest.

Not long after, I needed to get Ambrey’s number from her friend Samm, purely for club event invitations, of course. After I texted Ambrey for the first time, we began texting more, chatting on Facebook more, and flirting more. Our conversations covered everything from our favorite food to various trips we had been on. I distinctly remember asking Ambrey once about the qualities she looked for in a guy. She replied with her thoughts and then returned the question to me. I replied with a thinly disguised description of her.

Toward the end of the semester, Christmas was coming. I asked Ambrey if she would like to do some last-minute Christmas shopping together, so we went out for the first time by ourselves. We shopped around at Five-Below and some other stores, being goofy and enjoying our time together. A couple weeks after, we decided to go for a walk together and take pictures at the Ma and Pa trail with our two Golden Retrievers, Molly and Holly.

As our friendship began to grow, my feelings for Ambrey outgrew contentment with mere friendship, and I decided it was time to officially ask her out. After securing permission from Ambrey’s dad, we went for a Saturday afternoon lunch at Panera Bread. I don’t remember what we talked about for the first half hour, but we enjoyed some conversation and both ate in our usually messy way. I thought it was cute that she had even more crumbs around her plate than I did, which was a challenging feat indeed. Finally, I mustered up the courage to share with her how I felt our relationship was growing quickly, how much I admired her and her godly character, and how I wished for her to be my girlfriend. She smiled that joyous smile of hers the entire time I was speaking, and we were both ecstatic that our relationship became official.

Over the next year-and-a-half, our relationship grew and matured steadily. We experienced the joys of new jobs and new schools together, endured the grief of losing loved ones, and overcame the longing of months apart from each other while serving God. We have shared our spiritual lives together, talking about the lessons God is teaching us along the way and the goals he has called us to.

Eventually, we both knew we wanted to get married and were eager for that day. My plan had always been to finish school and get settled into a career before getting married, but that date was too far off and the anticipation was too great. When you know you want to spend the rest of your days with someone, you want the “rest of your days” to start as soon as possible. Together, we came up with a plan to get married before my last semester of school, as long as I could get a good enough job to support us until graduation.

In the summer of 2012, I had my foot in the door at a good summer internship and decided it was time to ask Ambrey’s dad for permission to marry her. I was nervous for all the same reasons any guy is, only more so because I did not have a job lined up beyond the summer. However, I had faith and a strong conviction that God was calling me to take decisive action on a long-considered, long-prayed-for plan. I met privately with Mr. Marion, Ambrey’s dad, one evening when Ambrey was nannying. I told him how much I loved and cherished his daughter, how our relationship had matured and developed over the year-and-a-half since we began dating, and how I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. I told him I wanted to provide for her, protect her, and lead her. Then, I asked for his permission for Ambrey’s hand in marriage and held my breath in anticipation. Mr. Marion could not have been more kind and gracious in giving his approval, and he told me he saw our relationship heading toward marriage as well. He said that he felt God made us to be better together than apart, and he felt this was God’s will, too. We talked a little while longer, prayed together for our wedding and future marriage, hugged, and said goodbye. The very next day, I received an email informing me that I was accepted for the position which I applied for weeks earlier, and it would last from the end of the summer until graduation. It seemed God decided to generously reward our faith.

After I bought the ring, the Zauns invited me to go along with the family to a friend’s beach house in late August. It seemed like the perfect opportunity for a proposal, since the beach is Ambrey’s favorite place in the world. I began to plan the proposal with the help of Ambrey’s mom, Mrs. Cheryl, and by the time we left for the beach everything was in order. On the morning of September 1, 2012, Mr. Larry and Mrs. Bonnie, the friends with whom we were visiting, took Mrs. Cheryl and me out to scout out the beach and finish up the last-minute plans for setup while Ambrey was sleeping. Later in the evening, Ambrey and I were dropped off at the beach and we went for a long, romantic walk. When we returned, a blanket with a picnic basket and roses awaited us. Next to the blanket were three seashells. She picked up the first two, under which were written, “Will,” “You,” and then I held up the last one reading “Marry Me?” With the ring and the shell in hand, I poured out my feelings to her, telling her how much I loved her and cherished her, how much I admired her, how much happiness she brought me, and how I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. I asked her if she would marry me, to which she joyfully and tearfully replied, “Yes.” This time, we were infinitely more ecstatic than with that first “yes” at Panera almost two years earlier. God even seemed to smile on our engagement with a rainbow directly above us. It was perfect.

Ever since that day, we have been busily preparing with immense excitement. We are ever hopeful and eager for all that God will do in our lives together, and we cannot wait for our wedding day!