Five years ago I married . . . a man. I can't say I married my best friend because I have a best friend and we aren't married. I married my soul mate? Hmmm, honestly I don't think I can label my husband as a soul mate or a best friend or anything. He went from being a complete stranger to being my boyfriend to being my fiance to being my husband all in a matter of 3 years. I think with time he's become my best friend, I can't imagine sharing what he and I share with anyone else. He makes me laugh, he makes me happy and he most definitely makes me MAD! Mad in love, mad with anger, mad with desire . . . just mad. I know this sounds corny but it's hard to imagine anyone else being as happy as I am with him. Is that bad? I guess everyone thinks that when they're with their special someone. We do fight a lot . . . mostly over the GPS. He is so stubborn! I hate how stubborn he is . . . yet I love how passionate he is. The last five years have truly been a blessing. My friends say he deserves a medal for dealing with my shenanigans and that is true. I must agree. I've grown up a lot during this marriage and I have to thank him for putting up with me when a lot of men probably wouldn't. He makes me want to be better all the time. I am very grateful to have him in my life and I am very grateful for the great dad that he is. Our baby Niko has a great role model and I can't wait for more babies and I can't wait to see what the next year brings.
I love you baby . . . every time you miss me just press the bear . . . .
October 17, 2009 . . . and they never looked back (at least 5 years later they haven't looked back . . . lol)