8 years ago today, I married at the young age of 19. My life was very different then...I was a year out of high school, working full time as a waitress, and living in a one bedroom apartment.
I remember breaking the good news to our loved ones, many of which didn’t take us seriously and some who supported us unconditionally. We heard some nasty comments even from the closest of family. Some asked if we were pregnant. Some called us idiots. I don’t blame them, we were young.
We were so young.
Our wedding was simple, short, and sweet. Our ceremony took maybe 15 minutes.
That day when I married him, I made the choice to grow with someone… to love them even on the days when I didn’t like them.
Our marriage hasn’t been easy, no marriage is. We’ve learned how to argue without saying things we would regret. We’ve learned how to say sorry and let our pride fall to the wayside. We’ve learned to forgive with the understanding that we don’t forget.
I think our marriage works so well because we are complementary to one another. I remember before our wedding the pastor made us complete a marriage course with him. One evening, he had us write down reasons why we worked well together. My husband wrote “she likes the crust of the pop-tarts, and I like the middle” (Mind you when you’re 18-19, you do not always make the best decisions when it comes to nutrition). I couldn’t help but laugh. His statement explained our relationship so well… even if it was unintentional.
My husband provides balance in my life… Our relationship is beautiful, messy, silly and most of all complementary. Like creamer in coffee, we compliment one another.
I don’t know if I believe in soulmates, but if I did he would have to be mine…
I am originally from the mountainous state of Vermont (no that is not in Canada!) - my passion is event planning and spending time with my little family consisting of my husband, two little boys and four fur children.
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