When I think about Jake and me, and what I treasure, I immediately think of our letters. Letters we wrote to each other over the course of a summer. We hadn't even been dating for a year when Jake left for an internship in Alaska. It was the longest summer of my life!
Alaska is a big place, and he was in a remote area with limited access to a telephone or computer. So we stayed in touch the old-fashioned way with letters - handwritten on paper and mailed with a stamp on an addressed envelope. I looked forward to the mail delivery each day, but it wasn't until we got married that I realized how much I treasured those letters. They are a part of our history together. We often wrote about our daily happenings (not too exciting) but we also shared dreams and hopes for the future.
I also have to tell you that Jake had always planned to head to the wilderness and live a very isolated life. You know - at one with nature, hunting and gathering, survival skills, etc. Kind of like Jeremiah Johnson. :) So when he boarded that plane in Kansas City with his wilderness gear and his guitar, I was a little nervous he might just stay in Alaska. But he didn't. He actually decided that civilization wasn't so bad - in small amounts of course. I was so happy that my mountain man returned home to Kansas.
Fast forward seven years and here we are - celebrating five years of marriage.
It's been full of excitement, love, and change.
I am blessed to have such a wonderful husband.
I love you Jake!