5 Years, 2 Kids, 1 Husband!

I'm sure that I've called Kyle my best friend before.

And by social definition, in the sense that a friend is someone that you like to be with, I suppose he is my friend.

And I know this is cliche to define a word, like I'm about to do, but as the years go on, I am finding that Kyle is less my best friend, and more my husband.

Google defines 'friend' as "a person whom one knows and with whom one has a bond of mutual affection, typically exclusive of sexual or family relations."

By literal definition, Kyle isn't even my friend!

I don't introduce him as my best friend, when I talk about Kyle, I introduce him as my husband.

So many people say "I'm so glad I married my best friend…" and thats fine. I have nothing against that. 

But I didn't make a holy bond of eternal best friendship with Kyle.

I made an eternal commitment in marriage with Kyle.

My best friends have lives of their own! School, missions, work, boyfriends, weddings and not to mention the different states we all live in! That list of things makes it difficult to always be together or there for each other when needed.

But Kyle is always here.

He is the one I call when I have a rough day.

He has the shoulder I lean on when I am feeling down.

He is so much more than a best friend, he's a husband!

Thanks for the 5 years of adventures!

Thanks for the 2 amazing kids!

Thanks for being the best husband I could ask for!

I love you!

Love,

Kayla