I got married five years ago. It sure doesn’t feel like it’s been that long, but on the other hand it feels like forever. I was 20, and Jason was 26. Kids! I’m basically a different person now, and often tease Jason that he was the one who raised me. I feel like when you marry young, you need to marry someone with a level head so they can help you grow up. Because what do you really know about life at 20 years old? Hope that makes sense. So here’s a “tribute” to my wonderful husband who married me when I was still a kid, and has stuck with me through so many difficult things that many others would have said “I’m out” at many different times.
June 17, 2006.
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Three.
A little something happened between 3 & 4.
(something named William)
Four.
Five.
June 22nd, 2011 at 8:30 am
happy anniversary! isn’t it amazing how time flies when you’re not paying attention? we’ll be at 11 years in august, and it seems like it passed by in a flash.