8 years ago today, my husband and I went on our first date.
I met my husband on Match.com. Seriously. We were internet love birds.
It doesn’t seem like that long ago, but back then, text messages were expensive and there weren’t any fancy unlimited cell plans (and my cell phone was an analog phone that weighed over half a pound). I had a landline and dial-up internet so we started talking via Yahoo Chat.
J still has the little scratch of paper that he jotted my name and email address down on.
In my wallet, I still carry a printout of a little message he chatted me.
I knew within two weeks that I wanted marry him.
He swore he wouldn’t get married again before he’d been with someone for two years.
We got married 16 months (almost to the day) after we went on our first date. (J claims I tricked him into it!)
Our life together hasn’t been easy. We’ve been through job changes, an unplanned baby (and thank God for that precious Peanut!), becoming a one-income family, money troubles, job stress, kid stress, homeschool, and so much more but we always seem to make it through and come out stronger.
Happy anniversary to my love. I am so grateful you sent me that message, and I am even more grateful to have the honor to spend the rest of my life with you.