Once upon a time he walked into the back stock room of Western Steer and reached over my head for the paper towels that I was too short to grasp. It is said that I knew in that moment that I would marry him. It was an unlikely thought. I was seven months pregnant and had no clue what the future would hold.
We chatted a bit, becoming friends. He came to work one day, grimacing in pain. A few hours later, he was on his way to the hospital for an appendectomy. I made sure to give him my phone number so that he could check in with me after his surgery. He did. We talked for hours and hours.
We were friends first. He came to my baby shower and then to the hospital when she was born. From the first day, he has been there. My rock. My tether. My guiding light. I didn't understand that then and I didn't understand why I needed this man in my life, but I know that I did.
A bit after our daughter was born, ( for she was ours from the beginning), we began dating, best friends becoming lovers. I was a scared young woman who until that moment in the stockroom had not always chosen the best of men. With him, that changed. He was the best. He still is.
A few more months, we were engaged and then married. We moved half way across the country to begin our lives together. So young then, we grew up together. More babies came. We moved back. More babies came. We bought a mobile home on five acres of land. More babies came.
So it's not gonna be easy. It's going to be really hard; we're gonna hve to work at this everyday, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, foever, every day. You and me ... every day. ~~ nicholas sparks, the notebook
Our lives have been full of ups and downs just like any other couple. Marriage is work. It is love and it is work. There were times that we both lost our way, that we forgot who were were individually and who we were together. We weathered the storm and today, there is no one else we would rather share life with.
I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best. ~~ marilyn monroe
He handles me at my worst and deserves the my best and the world in return. He is the strongest person that I know. These past thirty years have been wonderful and there are so many more years to come. Happy Anniversary, Baby!