Rob and I were married a year ago today. I have written a lot about where and how we met, our long, long distance relationship, the whole emigrating thing and ad nauseum about our happiness.

One might think we were the perfect couple, and while we believe we are pretty darn close to that most of the time, neither of us would say that that this first year hasn’t been one of adjustment and learning. Love, good relationships and successful marriage isn’t magic or chemistry or kismet, and don’t get me started on the whole fallacy of the soul mate thing.

It’s about love, attraction, like-mindedness, commitment, shared values and ideals.

And it’s a leap of faith that is made over and over. A belief in the other person and in the future come what may.

The first year of a damn long time comes to a close today, commemorated with gifts from the Apple Store and sealed with many kisses.

I love you Rob and am yours forever (and I am very sorry for forgetting the Becks’ last evening but you know I can’t remember anything if it isn’t on the list).