16 years ago today, a dear friend of mine was getting married. We'd known each other since third grade- third grade! That's a long time to be friends (with some classic girl arguments thrown in over the years). She had asked me to be in the wedding and I happily did so, traveling from Maine to California to support her on her day.
When someone knows you for as long as we did, they understand who you are at the core. It was no surprise then, that she had hand picked a groomsman named Nelson to walk down the aisle with me- because she thought "we'd get along well." And the rest is history, as they say.
A few weeks of traveling back and forth from Maine to Toronto, sprinkled with long, long conversations on the phone (I can't tell you how many nights we stayed up late just talking about EVERYTHING) and we said enough of this baloney, and set a date.
Less than six months after we'd first met, we were getting hitched. I'd be lying if I said the first year was easy- it wasn't. Rarely is the first year of marriage. We had only been together a handful of times before we actually wed, so couple that with moving in together and figuring out all the newlywed "stuff" it made life very interesting.
By God's grace we have made it through 16 years together; some of the years have been harder than others, but many have produced memories and love deeper than anything I could have hoped for as a 26 year old.
Happy Anniversary honey- I love you more today than yesterday and not as much as I will tomorrow!
