This year is our 10 year wedding anniversary.
My husband and I have actually been together for 13 years. I met him when I was 18 years old. We didn't start dating until about 6 months after that, but I still remember the first night I met him. If you told me then that I was going to marry him I would have laughed in your face. He was not my type at all. I was small, blond, big boobs, young. I was exactly his type.
My husband is 16 years older than I am. That might not sound like a lot, but considering there is only three years between him and my mom, it was a BIG DEAL. My mother wasn't crazy about him at first. Then when I got pregnant at 19, she really didn't like him. But, he eventually won her over.
We really defied all the odds and got married and have stayed married. I would never recommend anyone date with that large of an age difference. It's really hard. Especially when there are step-kids involved. His daughter lost her mother the summer I met him. (She died in an accident). I was totally unprepared to be a step-parent. For those of you who think parenting is hard, step-parenting is a million times harder. I know because I've been there. My step-daughter and I are great friends now; but, the road to get here was long and hard.
We have been through a lot. I met him when I was still in high school. I started dating him soon after I graduated. He's been with me through every important event in my life. My brother lived with us for a few years, and he always tells me how lucky I am. He always reminds me that no one will ever love me the way JJ does. We are made for each other. There is no doubt in my mind. He is almost the complete opposite to me, which is probably why we are still together after all these years.
I had a boss who didn't think my husband and I were a great match. Last year he asked me if I ever regretted marrying him. Didn't I feel pressured because I had a baby with him and was young? I didn't even think about it I just told him no. I knew that this is the person I was going to spend my life with. Later, I thought about that question, and my answer is still the same. I love that man more than I can explain. I truly feel that I was supposed to marry him. We have the kind of love that people wait their whole lives for. I was lucky enough to meet him when I was young. He understands me like no one else in this world. People laugh at us because we finish each other's sentences, and tell the same exact stories. Actually, we're kind of sickening!
Don't get me wrong, we're not perfect. He drives me insane some times, and I make him crazy at times. But, for the most part, we really enjoy each other. Even after all these years we can stay up half the night talking about random things. I never get tired of talking to him. He still makes me laugh. I can't sleep without his snoring. I still get butterflies when I think about him.
This August, which is when Brenna was due, we are going to renew our wedding vows. I don't want August to be a month that always has a black mark on it for us. I especially want this August to be a special month for our family.
I love you, JJ. I am so thankful God brought us together. You are the best thing that ever happened to me.