At Nineteen...

Nineteen years ago today I was married. It almost doesn't feel real, not kidding when I say that I never thought it possible. Sure I wrote our names in notebooks with every guy I had a crush on as a kid, but after childhood, nope.
Fact is, Chris and I were talking, years ago, about life and such when I told him I never expected to receive a proposal and was okay with that, I don't remember him having any particular reaction to my words. A while later he left the room, came back, got down on one knee, presented a ring and asked me to marry him.
We have been up, down, straight around, here and there. We have had better and worse, richer and poorer, sickness and health. I love my husband!

Yes, I had very short hair.