Six years ago yesterday, I entered into my first ever dating relationship. Yes, that’s right, I was 19 years old before I started dating. I saved myself. I guarded my heart. And God truly blessed me. I married that man–the one with whom I shared my first kiss, the only one my heart has ever loved, the one who makes me laugh so hard I cry (I’m not looking forward to incontinence–that will NOT be good), the one whose shirts I have stained with my running mascara as tears stream down my cheeks, the one who never gets mad when I forget my purse or lose his keys or spill my plate of spaghetti.
Last week, I remembered this fun anniversary was coming up and I could hardly believe it. But I also feel as if I’ve spent a lifetime loving him already. I look forward to many more years with you, Babe.
(a couple of the very first pictures of us.)
I was hoping I would get credit for reminding you of this anniversary!!! Nick and I were barely together but as we crawled into bed that night, I whispered "happy 4 years"… it was sweet and simple…
"I saved myself. I guarded my heart. God truly has blessed me" my favorite quote. I wish I could say all that. I had plans to do just that.. what you did, but sometimes plans don't work out the way we thought. I didn't guard myself quite good enough. I love your blog :)