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A letter to my happy tear

Sometimes we make things so much bigger in our hearts that it becomes impossible for the events to match our anticipation and even the slightest misdirections to our plans end up grounding them altogether.

Exactly an year ago, on October 17, my father-in-law called me and told us that our wedding dates had been fixed. It had been a long-distance courtship but as the luck would have it, we were right there together to celebrate the good news.

The next four months were probably the happiest period of my life. Even as I felt lonely without him, I would simply count down our days to the wedding. Soon enough, my joy and excitement became too visible. I don't think I have ever taken care of myself any better. I couldn't wait to get married. 
I don't think there was a day I didn't think of him before I ended my day. I simply couldn't wait to be his wife. To his credit, it has all been worth it. Even as we are yet to find our way to a shared roof, Akhil you have been the most wonderful husband.

Even as you and everyone else reminds me to be positive, I know it has been anything but easy to be by my side as I couldn't help my tears and fury, but you have always held my hand ever so tightly.

17 October 2024 would always be among my most favourite days. We never had an engagement but it is the day, on which for me, we officially got hitched. With you, I don't think we ever needed rings, I just knew we were it. Even before I said yes, I simply knew it was either you or no one. 

In the last one year, I have had my struggles with faith, friendship and gratitude, but you have been the one thing that remains my one sure constant. One I wouldn't have any other way. You literally make me feel heard, understood, honoured and celebrated. As I celebrated the world around me, a tiny part of me always wished somebody would be able to see the little girl behind the wallflower who wished to be seen and acknowledged. 

Akhil, you literally became my bestfriend. Even as I miss my old bonds, I won't have anyone but you, if there was only one spot. I can't wait to share many more amazing years with you as my husband. That anticipation of being your wife was definitely worth the wait. 

Behind the girl who tries to keep a strong front with a smile, you were the only one who constantly healed the broken soul who was still looking for her pieces. 

You literally inspire me to be ambitious and kind, caring and understanding, profesional yet homely. You never fail to pamper and spoil me yet there is no one who can tell me what I need to hear better than you. When I lost Dad, I learnt to smile for Mom because she couldn't see me in pain, this time it has been you. 

I am sorry if I am not always the easiest person to love, when I struggle to let go but I love you Akhil. Being committed you will always be one of the best things of my life. Thank you for choosing me, making me fall in love with you, taking care of me like mom does, holding our fort, helping me become independent, hiding my mistakes, patiently making time for me, for making my birthday, our first holi, our first Karva chauth, Tannu's wedding, my work days, our leaves everything so special. You have literally given me everything I wanted and more. 

But, most importantly, thank you for giving me the space to be me. I can't imagine to be with anyone but you. May God bless us with good health, joy, love, respect, understanding and faith. I love you baby. Cheers to alot more years to come...πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ«‚πŸ«‚πŸ«‚πŸ₯πŸ₯πŸ₯πŸ₯³πŸ₯³πŸ₯³πŸ₯³πŸ₯³❤️❤️❤️❤️😘😘😘😘🧿🧿🧿🧿🧿🧿

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