The first year of marriage came and went. Taryn and I celebrated our first anniversary yesterday. We didn’t do anything exceedingly special, except eat the frozen piece of our wedding cake (which was surprisingly still extremely tasty).

I’m extremely proud of us. That might be a little audacious or cavalier of me but so many of my friends have gone through divorces lately that I think it would be easy to fall into a sense of disquiet about our relationship. The biggest reason that I believe we haven’t had any major issues over the past year is because (1) I have a very understanding wife, and (2) we usually try to assume the best of each other, even when the worst is more likely. Granted, we didn’t face anything exceptionally difficult during our first year and things are bound to get harder, but we made it through the things we did face. That’s all I can ask.