10 years

Ten years ago today my parents agonized my decision as they watched me get married. I know my parents love me and they were just worried that I was making a huge mistake, caught up in the youthful fantasies of what marriage is. But I was in love and just so sure that everything would be great. Ten years later I think we were both right.
I didn't understand what they were so worried about, how could I. Young, in love, never lived on my own, and never been married, there was no way for me to see all they could and understand all their worry (they just didn't like Jared, wanted to keep me a kid, and they were too happy with me at the time either. Well that's what I thought) It has been hard at times, super fun at times, and so worth it. There was more then once in the first three years I think our stubbornness of not wanting "everyone else" to be right was the only thing that keep us fighting to make it good again and I'm so glad we have. We have had more good times then bad. Hard times that I'm glad Jared was right there for me during.
I love my husband and am so happy to have him. He as always done so much to take care of me. He sometimes, too often, feels bad that he can't give me more, but he has giving me the two best things he could ever give; his love and our amazing kids. I would change things in my life but he isn't one of them. True we could have done things better, but what's the point of wonder how things would be if we done it another way. Things are good.
I can't put into words how glad I am that on April 13 2002 Jared and I got married and haven't let anything push us apart in the last ten years. I'm so excited to see what the next ten years will bring us. And I'm sure my parents are looking forward to seeing how I do with having teen aged kids, which will come in the next ten years.