Eleven Years Together and We Never Had a Fight....

Well, that may not be exactly true...

What is true is that eleven years ago today, I married my best friend in a total whirlwind on a Thursday afternoon.  Yes, Thursday!

Before I met my husband, I was this single mom working my butt off trying to keep it all together.  I'd already gone to visit one of the loves of my life and left it where it was for reasons I'd rather not get into.

I met my husband by chance.  On AOL.  Not in a chat room, but in the midst of a wine drinking, male bashing girls night.

It just clicked immediately.  We both knew that this was where we belonged.  We decided on Monday that we were going to get married.  We applied for our license, grabbed just a few family members & got married at City Hall on Thursday.  We had a giant pig roast under a tent in our back yard a couple of months later.  Exactly as we wanted it.

He decided to take on this mess of a woman that I am.  He became my friend and my partner.  He's loved me through the toughest of times.  Through the sickness and subsequent loss of my second dad (I refuse to refer to him as my step dad).  Through my brother dying.  Through the rebellious years of my teenaged son, which I don't even know how we survived.  Through my illness.  His strength has carried me through times I can't even discuss online.  He's just loved me through.  One day at a time.

I am so incredibly and wonderfully blessed to have this man and our marriage.


I thank God for sending him to me & to all of our friends and family who have supported us along the way.

Happy Anniversary honey!  I love you!

Thank you all for reading this tribute to my hubby!

Have a wonderful and amazing day!

~Jenn