18 and Counting

No. Not kids. I’ll leave that craziness to those Duggars.  I’m counting years of marriage to this guy.  We’ve been together for 20 years. I almost can’t fathom that. We have been together longer in our lives than we have been apart. We met when I was 17, and he was dating my best friend. A few answers: No, she and I are no longer friends (my bad) Yes, he was totally worth it And, yes he is still a handsome beast. He’s better actually, because now he’s more than just a pretty face.  We went out on the town…

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