Every story needs a first page.
Ours started long before we knew we were writing our story together.
For years, when laying our sleepy heads, I whisper in her ear:
Thank you for choosing me, again, today.
Then she echoes: thank you for choosing me.
Despite the craziness of me, she opts in every day.
I opt in to her world and all the craziness that comes with it.
We are always training for something in the future.
Long before the proposal, we were already writing the chapters.
Every moment we looked at each other and said it without saying it – I do.
The big one on wedding day won’t be new.
It will be an echo from our past, reaching into our future.
I do accept the messy. The confused. The hurt.
I do accept the healing. The stories. The climax.
We do.
And now we pick up the pen together.
We are the authors of our family.
– The Aguirres
