I have a twenty year old son.
To me, twenty doesn't seem that old - and yet, this picture was taken one month after I turned twenty. And just shy of one month after I met the guy who is in this picture with me.
To clarify, my birthday was Nov 14. We met Nov 18. We got engaged Nov 30, and married Dec 16.
Twenty to me seems barely old enough to drive, not quite old enough to make the right choices and the best decisions - not even old enough to drink. Old enough to decide that it's the best time to be married?
Obviously, it was.
I love this picture of us at our wedding. It pretty much typifies our relationship.
I am the crazy one. The cranky one, the easily and oft irritated one. The high maintenance part of the equation, the one who feels more deeply, is more easily insulted, and struggles to see the good in people.
He is the one who wears not only rose colored glasses, but rose colored wrap around goggles - so as to see virtually everything in the most perfect, best possible light. It's super de duper annoying - sometimes, I just want him to SEE what I'm saying, to take MY side, to acknowledge that, yes, you have a point - and sometimes, he does so - I think just to shut me up.
We've had a couple of rough spots, just like every other couple who has been together longer than 2 days. But he's the first person I want to tell something to, the first person I want to share the details of my day with - on the phone, usually, sigh - the only person that I wish was on business trips with me -
and not just because he carries the luggage and holds my purse and camera bag when I go to the bathroom.
We've had six kids together, gone through so many ups and downs that it often feels like a roller coaster ride (one that's backwards through a dark tunnel without a seat belt half the time, while traveling on a stomach full of soda and popcorn) and together - built a life that is silmutaneously amazing and boring, full of energy and stress and overwhelming happiness and stress.
Happy twenty third Anniversary, Babe. Here's to twenty -three more.