12 years ago on the 6th, I took the plunge, hopped a jet, and left the nest.
The nest being my momma’s house in Alaska.
Anyways, the passed 12 years have not always been peaches & cream. Whose life has been? In fact I think we have had a few more terrible years than we have had actual good years. That is probably wrong but for whatever reason the mind tends to REALLY remember the bad things instead of all the good things. But I believe a healthy relationship always has a few rough patches thrown in to spice things up a little bit. Unfortunately we have had more than our fair share, but obviously we must be doing something right if we are still together after 12 years. And still are not married.
Truth is, I love this guy. He is my other half. Even though most days I would really just like to beat the tar out of him, I couldn’t imagine a life with out him. I seriously would be lost and not know what to do. It’s not that I don’t think I could go through life without him because I feel I am strong enough to do it, but I don’t see myself with anyone else and it would be a major struggle to not have him. He is an amazing father and is an amazing man to be with. I feel very lucky that even through everything we go through, we are still trucking.
Happy 12th Anniversary!