Nine years ago today I married my first true love. He is my rock, my soft place to fall, my shoulder to cry on and my friend responsible for reminding me when it's time to pull myself up by my bootstraps. He has trusted me to be his wife, the mother of his children and the manager of our family. He has been an amazing father and provider. I am so proud of him.
When I married this boy of mine he was just that, a boy. We were young. I was 21 he was almost 21. We had no idea the storms that were waiting for us. No idea. Oddly enough the 'sermon' in our wedding was about those who choose love and are willing to sacrifice for it. Not all love stories are a fairy tale. This boy of mine became a man that I adore even more than the day I married him. He has chosen love so many times. I am so grateful.
On a side note, I refuse to believe that this love of ours isn't a fairy tale kind of love. Every fairy tale has a tragic element. I refuse to give up hope for our happily ever after.
I love you Brandon. Thank you for sharing this crazy, wonderful, awful, beautiful life with me.
Angela
4 comments:
Happy Anniversary!
Happy anniversary...that made me cry.
:) Happy anniversary!!! congrats!!!
and of course Death cab for cutie was the song playing while i read it too-- perfect ;)
Happy Anniversary
You two are indeed a Fairy Tale and you have truly met your Prince Charming and your Prince Charming has met his Princess. Take care of each other, love each other, and celebrate each other. Angela your entry made me cry for sure :)
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