The hurricane and the hurricane chaser celebrate 15 years together
- Melissa Goodrich

- Dec 21, 2024
- 2 min read
Updated: Jan 3

I’m a complicated woman. I don't make it easy for this guy. I mean, how do you love someone who has an affinity for deep feeling? Someone who is drawn to melancholy, loneliness, and retreating into the labyrinth of their own thoughts? How do you hold space for a weepy dreamer who often feels a sense that 'something is missing', and that things could be better and that the world as we know it is not safe? I guess you'd have to ask him. For his part, he's incredibly generous and kind, and willing to hold my hand through all the storms that come our way. He works insanely hard, makes long-term plans, and does so many of the things that I find overwhelming on the day to day. The commitment he's shown to me, our family, and our growth as individuals is something I've often overlooked - it's easy when you're with someone so steady, but as the years pass and he remains unwavering in his love for me and our babies, it's impossible to ignore how I lucked out and found someone so rare and special.
Don't get me wrong, he's got his own quirks too. That type A personality, for one. But somehow, our differences seem to compliment each other. We've found a way to make things work. To keep it passionate, and to lean into friendship when passion is hard to find. This year has been a wild one. It has tested the bounds of our relationship and grown us even closer. We just welcomed our last child, a perfect baby girl and our family is on a new, exciting trajectory. If you told me 5 years ago that we would be here, I wouldn't believe it. But it all makes sense now.


