Ten years ago the date was June 12, 1998. I was fifteen years old, hanging out at my friend Peter’s house, in love with a boy who was so shy that all we had shared up until this day was a number of extremely awkward moments. For some reason, that night was different. We talked for hours and by the end of the night, everything I had hoped for from the moment I laid eyes on him had happened – he asked me to be his girlfriend (me!) and we had our first kiss. Ten years later, we somehow made it through all of those meaningless high school fights, we survived the long-distance relationship during college, we are happily married (what I’d always dreamed about) and in three short months our daughter will be born. It’s amazing how things turned out and I wouldn’t have it any other way. My husband is the most genuinely nice and caring person I know… handsome, hardworking, thoughtful, funny as hell, dedicated… and he tells me each and every day how much he loves me. I can only count my lucky stars that he’s mine forever!!
Our first photo, summer 1998
Sophomore Homecoming
Junior year of high school
Ocean City, 2000
Sophomore year of college
MARRIED!!
Pretty wild.
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