Marriage: 18 Years Ago…

I don’t even know how to begin.

I’m kinda freakin’ out.

December 10, 2012 = 18 years of marriage.

CRAZY. PANTS.

You wanna see our engagement picture?

BABIES!

Also, I had a perm.

And bangs!

ACK! Oh 1994, you slay me.

The last 18 years have been filled with surprises. Joys. Defeats. Elation. Devastation. Laughter. Tears.

Oh, all kinds of stuff. COMEDY…

And after 18 years, I am still learning. How to communicate. How to show love. How to give. How to receive. How to fight/not fight. How to make-up. How to apologize. How to share, dream, find time, and compromise.

Marriage has been far easier and far more difficult than my barely 22 year-old self ever imagined.

I am thankful to have married a man who is diplomatic, patient, talented, easy-going, tender, kind, and cute. And funny. Stupid funny.

And smart.

But not terribly tidy.

He is an amazing dad. THE BEST. Pretty much the best dad ever.

I did good.

I lucked out.

I made one of the best decisions of my life 18 years ago…

Stretch marks. Emergent wrinkles. A mortgage. A minivan. A LOT of laundry. And our very own family…

 

Gosh.

Them.

I die.

Best. Eighteen. Years. Ever.

I love you, Baby. Thank you for building a life with me…

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Peace and Sparkles!

Jenny

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