Today marks Mr. Right’s and my 15th Wedding Anniversary. It is hard to believe that we were married 15 years ago. When I think of 1992, it seems like such a short time ago. Then I see pictures or hear songs from the early 90’s and it seems like a long time ago.
Mr. Right and I met our freshmen year of college. We went to a small United Methodist College that was a junior college at the time. While it was a junior college, there were dorms and we both lived on campus. The first time I ever met him was one night when it was raining. He offered to share his umbrella with a friend and me.
On Halloween of 1988, we became very good friends. He listened to my dramas and I listened to his stories. He sat in front of me in a history class taught by an incredibly liberal professor. I would tap his shoulder every time the professor went off on President Reagan or President Bush. He knew exactly what I was thinking about how wrong the professor was.
While Mr. Right and I both liked each other and were interested in being more than friends, it was not until the spring of 1990 when we both were single that we started dating. We knew within a month that we shared the same life goals. We knew within about 2 months that we were in love and could envision a future together.
In 1992, we were married at the age of 22. The photographer said she had never seen a bride smile as much as me. She kept trying to get me to look serious for a photo but I could not quit smiling.
Since 1992, our lives have changed and we have grown up so much. We went from a college lifestyle to careers. We have lived the Dual Income No Kids lifestyle and enjoyed it. We both traveled with our jobs. While glamorous at first, it gets old fast. We have had some nice vacations. We have become community servants and volunteers. We have become political activists, which was probably a natural progression from that History class in college.
We have prayed together. We have prayed for each other. We have dreamed big dreams. We have worked together to make the dreams a reality.
We have faced the struggles of infertility. We have nursed each other through illness and surgery. We have comforted each other and our family through the deaths of grandparents. We have become parents to not just one child but twins, which truly are twice as nice.
We have started a business from the ground up and watched it grow. We have watched the same business struggle and ultimately close.
We have argued and loved. We have admitted mistakes and have forgiven each other. We have learned from our mistakes. We have laughed, cried, and laughed some more.
Through it all our love has grown deeper each day. We appreciate, respect, and trust each other. Mr. Right still makes my stomach flutter and my heart skip a beat. When he looks at me across a crowded room and winks at me, I feel his love to my core.
Mr. Right really is right for me in so many ways. He shares my Christian faith and my political views. He is smart, kind, caring, hopeful, and friendly. He can be cunning and aggressive, when necessary. He is a father who loves and is not afraid to show that love. He helps around the house and he loves to cook. He does not like to watch sports on tv. He does like to find tv shows we can enjoy together. He is my right hand man, right thinking man, and right for me husband, and I love him!.
Mr. Right, thank you for 15 wonderful, exciting years. I am looking forward to many, many years to come! I love you!
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