Fair warning, extremely mushy-gushy reading ahead.
One year.
People asked me countless times,
“How’s married life?”
“Any surprises about Khang you didn’t know about before?”
12 years in and I’m still learning new things about Khang and I expect that to never change.
Marriage has (so far) been sweet bliss.
Everytime I think about my love for him, I marvel about how much it has grown since Day One of “puppy love”.
I’ve wondered if my love will ever stop growing because I love him so so much.
And in those moments couldn’t imagine to ever love him more.
When I was writing my letter to Khang,
I realized it’s his love that forces my love to widen and grow.
His love has and will never stop growing.
It constantly forces my heart to shift and expand to hold all the love he has for me.
And it’s the most amazingly beautiful thing to look forward to the rest of our lives together.
Now don’t get me wrong, we had our trials this past year and still continue to.
However we’ve learned by now that with all the challenges bring more strength between us.
And it sounds crazy, but I get excited when we get into a disagreement because it’s another opportunity for us to understand each other on a deeper level.
I vowed my life to this man forever, so of course I’m going to put all my effort and love into it.
Which leads me to the “most surprising” thing about Khang post-marriage.
To be honest, I kinda always thought I put more effort into our relationship than Khang.
I didn’t hold it against him or anything, but I took pride in myself that I was responsible for the majority of the happy balance in our relationship.
Because I thought I was the one who sacrificed more, compromised more, understood more…
I was wrong.
I can’t explain exactly when I realize this or what made me see it, but one day it came to me and I saw it all at once.
I saw all the effort and care Khang provided and wondered in awe at his kindness and love for me, our marriage, and our life.
He puts so much of himself into us.
And I was oblivious to it.
I felt so dumb and self-absorbed to have never noticed how much work he truly puts into our relationship.
Maybe it was being married that finally made me see it.
But gosh I feel so blessed to have the best husband in the world for me.
Okay, I’ll stop.
Here are some photos I took of Khang at our AirBnB in Austin.
He didn’t really want me to because he’s not “good” yet, but me being me wanted to document our life during this time.
He’s been at the strings for a good month now and I enjoy watching him enjoy himself.
Taken, of course, with Hans.
Hope you guys have start noticing the difference between digital and film now.
Portra 800 rated at 200.
He may or may not still be playing the guitar next year, but I’ll only look back on these photos and hear the lovely and not-so-lovely sounds in my head of the misplayed and on-key notes he tried so hard to play.
Thanks for reading and following along
with me,
Jules.
