Yesterday was the one year anniversary of my marriage to Kevin; August 12 was our five year anniversary of being together as a couple.  We were engaged for nearly two years before our actual wedding day. 

Our wedding was simple, we were married in a park near my parents home, my mother's minister was the one who officiated the wedding, and the rest of the day involved a lot of food.  We didn't have the normal reception, there was no first dance or any kind of music actually.  We had ice cream instead of a wedding cake and everyone got to pick whatever flavor they wanted to eat (I think that was everyone's favorite part actually).

For our anniversary, Kevin brought me a large bouquet of flowers and we had some of my favorite ice cream.  Kevin's parents also made us an anniversary dinner which was really nice.  I had made Kevin a card (there are only two things I can draw, hearts and daisies) so he had a card covered in hearts drawn in crayon because that is what I had available to me.  Because of the migraines and the IBS and the new problem my knees have started showing signs of arthritis, I couldn't go out and by him something without him knowing.  I guess I could have ordered something, but he is the one that gets the mail so he still would have found out about it anyway.  He loved the card and said it meant more to him than any card I could have bought because I made it.  We watched the movie WALL-E which I had never seen and then we danced to our song "I'm Yours" by Jason Mraz.

All in all, it was a wonderful day and I am, as always, very happy to be married to my Kevin.

The word mine in the title comes from our first date, I flew out here for the date because I was on the other side of the country.  We had already become friends and talked almost daily.  When I first hugged Kevin on that date, I didn't realize I had said it out loud, but I had said "mine" quietly to myself, but loud enough that he heard it.  I guess I knew then that he was the one I would be with for the rest of my life and pretty much every time we hug, one of us and frequently both of us, will say "mine" during the hug, and it always makes me smile.