Enough with pop culture trivialities and angry political rants for a moment. Today is a very special day. One year ago today, Anne and I got married in her parent's garden, making our love and commitment to each other official in front of our friends and family. It's been a wild year getting settled into the married life in a whole new city, making new friends, finding jobs, learning new things about each other even after all these years that we've been together. I think back on how I felt exactly one year ago and it was the best feeling I've ever had, standing there in front of everyone and seeing my beautiful bride coming to marry me. I think about the first time we met. I think about letters we wrote to each other, and fun times we've had both on special occasions and on just ordinary days. I don't think it's possible to love another person as much as I love Anne. She is the most sweet, caring, genuinely good person that I know. People who meet her the first time say that she just radiates goodness (which certainly helps to counterbalance the fact that I can sometimes be a bit on the evil side) and they are right. Not to be completely cliche, but she really does have a smile that lights up a room. Whenever I'm feeling down, I look at the picture we took in a photo booth on our first date and her smile hits me straight in the center of my heart and fills me with warmth. So if you see me today and notice that I'm a grinning idiot, now you know why.