Two years ago today, I met my husband. He planned the perfect date and was a perfect gentleman. I never realized how much work it took to love someone in recovery. When he told me he recently completed a rehab program, I was moved. He was an alcoholic and it destroyed his life. At that moment, I decided I wasn’t going to drink either. I didn’t have a problem with abusing alcohol, but, because of my genetics, I could easily become an addict. At times, I would drink and drink. I didn’t have a shut off switch. I did scare myself at times. After meeting Matt and spending more time together, I realized to make this relationship work, I had to be just as committed as he was to sober living. He never asked me to make that choice, nor did he imply he wanted me to not drink around him. I felt deep within myself, it was important for me to show him my dedication and support. People often asked me if I felt I was missing out on life because I stopped drinking. I didn’t miss out on anything. I fell in love with an alcoholic. Due to my love and dedication to this relationship, I would give up anything to ensure he remained sober.My decision to not drink again only brought love into my life. It made me a better person, it gave Matt the support he needed and it allowed us to grow closer together. Matt has been sober for over 2 years. I am very proud of him. Love takes work and it’s hard. But, in the end, it is beautiful. We were two imperfect people learning how to make a life together. I take great pride in our journey these last 2 years. It is a journey we embrace. We will beat this disease together. I wouldn’t want it any other way!