Tzveiteh aniversary!

Yes, this past Friday was our second wedding anniversary.
It's not normal how quickly time flies. Just yesterday, I was standing under the Chuppah, embracing a whole new life ahead of me.
I was less aware of the consequences of the commitment then. But I'm still just as delighted and un-regretful of that day.
Explanation:
When I first proposed, I had no idea of the trials that life would throw at me. I did not concretely know how capable 'life' is able to challenge a person. The one thing I did know, is that whatever comes my way, I want to be standing next to a special 'someone' to hold on to, being able to weather the storm together. There was nobody else in the world that mattered. Mazel Tov!
To be honest, at that moment I only saw glowy years ahead. Hardships and stressful times weren't feasible next to my 'then' Kallah and fresh wife. If I remember correctly, the cloud that we were living on was 'number nine!!!'
But then life threw a couple of curveballs.

• Moving apartments is pretty stressful.
  
• Having a baby is an extreme emotional strain (though worth every second of it - That coming from the mans point of view).
  
• Preparing for camp, when you're only hired a month beforehand is quite a challenge
• Being homeless and jobless for two and a half weeks was hell!
  
• Actually taking responsibility and standing up for things that I would have never done when I was a Bochur is difficult. But it needed to be done.
• Finding and securing our Shlichus was tough.
• The move, the settling and now, learning how to deal 'proffesionally' with issues that I've never ever been through before is very hard.

See, like I said before: While I was standing under the Chuppah 2 years ago, I had no idea and thank G-d didn't anticipate these trying times that life would bring us.
Thinking back, if I would have made one tiny little decision and not popped the question that night... perhaps I would still be single. If I were still to be single, no doubt I would be living a dreamy life. I would not have any of these potholes to overcome. I would probably be in some basement in CH learning in 770, or working for some minimal paying job, but paying my bills and enjoying my life.
But I made the choice! I asked someone to marry me and here I am. We've weathered some tough stormy times together and I couldn't be happier.
There is not a day of life since, where I don't thank the Aibishter for bringing me my Bashert and changing my life so dramatically.

It's worth the leap.

Metchembadir!

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Tomorrow, we head off to Los Barilles on the East Cape of the Baja California. It's about 2 hours north of Cabo (the only direction we can possibly go) and it's supposed to be secluded and beautiful.
We rent a home for 2 nights there and celebrate the anniversary. Tuesday morning I'll be back and in the swing of things, with a Bar Mitzvah lesson and a Tanya class.

Shavua Tov. I'm headed to sleep because tomorrow I need to be up bright and early.

Pictures of our vacation to be posted when we return.