Jacobus Photography | Columbus Ohio Wedding Photography » Elegant and Romantic Wedding Photographers | Columbus Ohio, Wilmington NC, and Destination. Jared and Rachel Jacobus - Husband and Wife.

We finished up our episode of Lost and knew we needed to head to bed. Jared had an early rise in the morning to meet the church for a paintball trip. And me? I just needed to get a workout in. We turned off the lights, grabbed our pup and walked 10 steps to our bedroom from our living room. Our house? its small. Its cozy, warm, comforting…. So why were we thinking of moving? Ohh yes, because society points in all directions that happiness comes from “stuff”. Bigger this, nicer that…you’ll be happy…

We pulled back our sheets as we chit chatted about the details of our day. The fun part of talking to each other about our day is that we went THROUGH it together. 24/7, never apart.

I laid on my left as he laid on his right. We stared at one another smiling, laughing and giggling about little moments. He gently leaned into me and whispered that he never wanted to be without me. A flood of emotions ran through me as past memories swept into my mind. Then I said….

Remember our first night here? Our first night in our first house? What about our wedding night and staying in our VERY own place…We had nothing. Nothing but a bed, an old couch from a garage sale and our clothes. We woke up in our teeny little apartment and I brewed some coffee…remember? Then I sat in the living room, on our old couch, reminiscing about our wedding day and how it went too fast. Here we are, married, our own little apartment that held nothing but us and some old furniture. But what an adventure that was, what happiness that was….

Remember?

2 years later we were waking up in our own house. Our very first HOUSE that we actually owned.

I remember.

Once again, we had a bed, dresser, that same old couch and each other. We didn’t even have counter tops yet! But it worked.

I remember the smell. It was fresh. Like new construction, new carpet, new paint. I’ll never forget that first morning. We made coffee from our old brewer that sat on the floor. And drank from Styrofoam cups. Then ate cereal from Styrofoam bowls. It wasn’t lush…but it was with you.

For lunch we ordered Chinese take out from the place across the street. Again, eating from Styrofoam.

For dinner we didn’t have much money so we ordered some pizza from my parents. They were always happy to help…

Remember?

I would stay here forever as long as I was promised you’d be with me everyday. I never again want to go to bed thinking I wont see you when I wake up. I would be happy being poor, sitting on that old garage sale couch, sipping coffee from Styrofoam cups…as long as you were right there with me.

I love you. Never forget.