Two Lovers

It was a big weekend in my little world.

On Saturday, I celebrated five years of wedded bliss with my gorgeous husband, and on Sunday, I celebrated the Most Important Day in History.

Two different reasons to celebrate, but with more in common than you might first think.

You see, Saturday was about celebrating five years with the Love of My Life; Sunday was about celebrating forever with the Lover of My Soul.

And, to continue the celebrations (because over the weekend I was mostly, well, celebrating), I thought I’d share with you five defining moments from the past five years.  Because really, any significant moment I’ve shared with Simon, I’ve shared with Jesus, too.

1. When I said “I do” to Simon, I said “I do” to my world being turned completely upside down, to saying goodbye to my friends and family, and – nearly as importantly – to Chick-fil-A and Krispy Kreme.  When we hugged my parents goodbye two weeks after our wedding and walked through the security gates at RDU, I was an emotional wreck.  Simon sat me down at our gate and held my hand, letting me cry on his shoulder.  And then he did something that made me feel utterly known and loved: He cried, too.

2. A year after we got married, we (surprise!) moved back to North Carolina for me to work at skirt! (I’m not that excited about it, the name actually has an exclamation point after it). We knew it could take a few weeks for Simon’s green card to come through, but the magazine wanted me to start, so I went ahead.  It took FOUR MONTHS for Simon to get his visa. By the time he arrived, I was stressed at work and dealing with some pretty severe anxiety attacks. I will always be incredibly grateful to Simon for the gentle, patient, selfless way he handled me during that time.  I can’t imagine how hard it must have been for him to see his bubbly, confident wife in such a state, but he never made me feel like I was a burden to him.

3. On April 7th, 2010 – our third anniversary – we found out we were having a baby and, while it was what I wanted most in the world, I was totally freaked out.  We had just moved back to England and had no house, no car, and no jobs.  Simon’s mantra during this time was “Everything is going to be okay.”  I’m not sure he was totally believing it himself at that point, but he faked it. For me.  And guess what?  Everything was okay.

4. If you haven’t had a baby in England, you may not know about something glorious they give you while you’re in labour, called gas and air.  I was sucking that stuff down during my contractions, and as great as it was (and it so was), I don’t think anything helped me through my labour (ie, the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my whole dang life) more than Simon reminding me over and over again how proud he was of me.

5. When I came home from work a few months ago and told Simon I wanted to quit my job and become self-employed, he barely even blinked.  I wouldn’t have blamed him if he’d said, “No way.”  But he believes in me, and to be honest, a lot of days, that’s what gives me the courage I need to chase after these wild dreams.

But my wildest dream, the one I dreamed for 25 years, came true when I married my best friend.

Want to know more about how Simon and I got together?  Knock yourself out.

Author: Faith

Faith Dwight is a photographer and a writer. She is a Southern American girl living just north of London with her British husband, Simon and their two halfling sons.

3 thoughts

  1. I love this post! I’m so thankful the Lord blessed us both with wonderful Christian husbands. Miss you both!

  2. “And then he did something that made me feel utterly known and loved …” I know exactly what you mean and I wish that everyone could know this feeling. Especially about who they marry!

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