I was 19.
I was young and in love.
I didn't know what love really was.
I married my high school sweetheart.
I am pretty sure people didn't expect us to last this long.
I remember on my honeymoon, having
a mini-panic attack.
I was repeating to myself....I can just get
a divorce if it doesn't work out.
I made myself sick...literally.
I was sick for our entire honeymoon.
We managed to graduate college.
We managed to raise three beautiful girls.
We managed to go against the cultural norm
We've managed to stay married.
I almost feel sorry for those who haven't experienced
a lengthy marriage.
I know I can honestly say, I am truly, madly
deeply in love with my "Carl".
No, our interests aren't the same....he has his
hobbies and I have mine. We appreciate that
about each other.
It works for us.
We've grown up together....we've been with
each other longer than we were with
our own parents.
We are ready for next year...the big 25!
We are going to just hit the road and check
out some diners, dives and drives!!!
I love you Carl!!! I really really do!!!
I would say I DO all over again!!!