9 years ago today I walked down the aisle…………to Pachelbel’s Canon. Wow how original for a wedding. I did have it on the harp though for a bit of originality. I don’t think I really knew what was going to happen in our future, I don’t think I saw 5 children and a few houses in my future. Or the challenges we’d have or the love I’d have. I was one of those girls who always knew she wanted to get married and have a family. I went to uni and I worked but I always knew that whatever happened I wanted to have a family and be home.
Looking back over these photos last night was fun. We look so young (and thin….back in the days when we had time to exercise). I thought we were so in love in those days (and we were) but love grows stronger and I sometimes tell retro daddy that I couldn’t imagine how much I would love him more as the time has gone on. I believe we each have someone out there that is just made for us.
It’s not always a walk in the park. We have our moments. We cool off, we laugh about it, we make jokes and just get on with it.
I married into his lovely family and he married into mine. It’s like we’ve always been together…………….over 12 1/2 years together and 9 years married. I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m the spender, he’s the saver. I’m the chef and he’s the snacker. I clean the house and he’s responsible for the outside stuff (there is no gardening staff at the retro mummy residence). I’m the talker and he’s the thinker. I like champagne and he likes beer. I like sweet and he likes savoury. I can talk/type/watch tv/knit/talk on the phone at once and he can do one thing at a time. I’m the bossy one and he’s the fun machine.
Life is good and I hope it stays that way. Marriage is precious, a commitment like no other we make in our life, it brings joy and it’s not always easy but when it’s good it is really good. Happy anniversary to my lovely man today. And to lots more years ahead of us…………………..