Today is Fred and I's 8th anniversary. It hard to remember what life was like without him. I was looking at some wedding pictures today and wow- our wedding was ugly. My cake was brown. BROWN. Why did anyone let me pick brown?! My photographer was horrible, I was chubby, 5 months pregnant, and overall it certainly wasn't my dream wedding. But it's okay but I did marry my dream guy and thats all that mattered.
We were so young. I was barely 20. I look at 20 years old now and I think, you are way too young to get married, let alone have a kid! But of course we didn't think that at the time. Well, I thought that about the kid part but marriage was like, 'Oh, yeah! Bring it on, I'm ready!' Um...I totally wasn't.
I wouldn't take back any of it. I am who I am because of everything that happened. But I really wish people told me some truth about marriage and family at a young age. I just didn't know fully what I was getting into. But it has been the best decision of my life and Fred is so good to me. It's not fair to him all the crap he's had to put up with from an immature me. It took me a while to get on the bandwagon. But he must love me because he's put up with me.
It's been one hell of a ride thus far. We've been through a lot in 8 years. But I love it. I loved the highs and I can even say I've loved the lows because of what they taught me. They were miserable and horrible but we are stronger because of them.
I can't say how much I love Fred. He is my whole world. He has taught me more than anyone. I admire so many things about him. He is my best friend. I love knowing what we have created together thus far. I am so happy I have him and that he chose me to marry him. I am one lucky girl.
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