I have started and erased this post about a million times. I just cannot decide where I want to start. I wish I would have began writing my post way before today, but I guess I have to start somewhere. So here I am in my 1 bedroom 1 bath apartment waiting for my husband to get home from school. It seems not so long ago that the two of us were dating.... we met in middle school haha yes I said middle school and began dating in eighth grade. We got married when we were 16 yes it was a personal choice. We have now been married for a year and a half and could not be happier. People always ask did your parents agree with the two of you getting married? Of course they did not agree, but they supported us and that was all that we needed.
I am taken back to a time before I got married. Here I am sitting in a doctors office when a lady starts talking to me, she asks me how old I am and why I have a ring on my finger. I explain to her that I am getting married and her first responce is DO NOT DO IT! I was taken back with surprise that someone who had just met me and had never met my soon to be husband had such an opinion on the matter. She than explained how she had gotten married young and it had been the biggest mistake of her life. I am often reminded of this incident and everytime it seems I have a new and brighter perspective on my marriage. It does not matter to me if you are 16 or if you are 50 and choose to get married, marriage is a challenge either way. If you have the right attitude and you work hard everyday you will be succesful. Yet, if you sit back and think everything will be fine and you do not have to do anything.... haha man do you have another thing coming.
James is my husband by the way since I am sure I will be talking about him often. Like I said before we started dating in 8th grade, it pretty much goes like this..... In 6th grade I had a major crush on him, but he had a major crush on my best friend. We played recorders together (probably not your idea of romantic haha) in 7th grade he was home schooled and 8th grade he came back to school. I know you are all probably rolling your eyes, but I honestly was drawn to him no matter what I did. I felt like I just could not get away from him. Here I was in 8th grade small niave girl who was amazed by this boy. Yet, there he was a niave boy who had no idea I even existed. Through half of 8th grade he never talked to me never looked my way, didnt even give me the time of day. Then we had a weights class together and ended up being partners and he finally realized me. Through the years we have fallen in love. We have had crazy ups and down and amazing acomplishments together.
I sometimes wonder what my life would be like if I was not married at 17, if I didn't have James. Then I really think about it and I have no doubt in my heart, I know that this is exactly where I am suposto be. I am going to write this blog so people can read, but more importantly so I will not forget. I hope that one day my kids can read this and see how much I love their dad, and how much I love my life. So starting today I will write and hopefully soon I will get caught up to present day so I can write some more about this amazing journey that I am on and that is not even close to being over. Welcome to my life :D
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