A Letter to My Husband On Our 4th Anniversary {We Weren’t Supposed to Make It}

We weren’t supposed to make it.

We were too young.

Too different.

Too infatuated.

What do 19-year-olds know of life? How can they understand that “I do” means sleepless nights, mortgage payments, in-law fights, and abandoned dreams? What will they do once hormones run out and doubts settle in?

“You’re not going to make it,” they told us, well-intentioned but sour. “Take it from us: you’re going to be miserable together.”

And we talked about that. We asked each other if we would wake up morning after morning for 60 years regretting our decision. But the truth is, I couldn’t imagine life without you. And you told me you didn’t want to even try.


Remember what you told me, that day on the riverside?

“We’ll set aside each third of the month to pray about this–about us. If God says no, then we’ll stop praying and go our separate ways. If God says yes, then we’ll keep praying every third of the month until the day we marry.”

And we did. Three long years of praying every third of the month until July 3, 2010, when we knelt and prayed that our lives would be a continual “I do.”

always together

We’ve been married now longer than we’ve dated: 48 months of celebrating Ziua de Trei, the milestone that is another month together.

You told me that day why you chose the third: “Because I want us to always remember that it’s not just you and me here. If we’re going to make it, God needs to be here too.”

And He has. God has been in the center of our marriage from before it even began. From that day we sat on the riverside and imagined what it would be like if all the naysayers were wrong and the flicker in our heart was right.

together at last

And beloved–you’re still the one.

To others, it may be “only 4 years.” What do we know of the hardships ahead? Of the stress toddlers place on marriage? Of the tension knitted in shoulders from years of bearing each others’ burdens? Of heartbreaking mistakes and trust repeatedly broken? Of decades of marriage only to hear “I want out”?

We don’t.

But this I know: the God who heard two teenagers’ earnest vow of eternal devotion, the God who drew together our journeys from different families and continents, the God who planted in us the desire to celebrate Ziua de Trei so He would be at the center always–that God will be faithful to His promise to us and He will enable us to be faithful to each other in the hard times to come.

We’ve walked hand-in-hand through some tough times. We waited in embassy lines and ER rooms; we walked through church doors and church fights; we stayed up at night laughing those full-lunged laughs and yelling those ugly words; we ate the gourmet gelatos and the peanut butter & jelly sandwiches; we mourned the loss of our loved ones and celebrated the birth of our little one.

And we will keep celebrating, not just once a year, but 12 times a year His continual “yes” to our plea for direction and blessing and our continual “I do” to each other for as long as we both shall live.

Because this verse we printed on invitations is printed also on our hearts:

I found him whom my soul loves;
I held on to him and would not let him go.
~ Song of Solomon 3:4

Looks like we made it, love: 48 months of I do’s. I’m looking forward to the next 672 to come.

together forever

Photos courtesy of Adi Serecut

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Asheritah Ciuciu
Asheritah Ciuciu is the author of Unwrapping the Names of Jesus and an avid blogger. Asheritah grew up in Romania as a missionary kid and then studied English and Women's Ministry at Cedarville University in Ohio. Her passion is helping women find joy in Jesus through a deeper walk with God, and she shares vulnerably from her own life experiences on www.OneThingAlone.com. She is married to Flaviu, a web programmer and artist, and together they raise their spunky daughter in northeast Ohio.