8 Years Wedded Bliss

I got married two weeks before I turned twenty to the guy I started dating when I was seventeen. I get some wide eyes on this count, and understandably so, as that would be an awful decision for a lot of people. I often hear in reference to young people getting married, “Wow, what a mess I would be in if I’d married the person I was dating in high school.” However, it’s working for us. We’re fans.


I cried through the ceremony, cried so hard I could barely speak when my turn came. I’m a crier, so this is no huge shock, but goodness, I loved him so much that day, but I had no idea what that love meant, how it would grow and change.


Eight years today. It feels like yesterday and feels like forever, like so many important moments in life.


We’ve been through a lot of wonderful and a lot of horrible. The highs would shorter and the lows unbearable without him, I am absolutely sure. Here’s to eighty more. Happy anniversary to my love.


And yes, this is also a public reminder that my birthday is in exactly two weeks. 😉


About cultofezzell

Ben's wife, Nora and Emeline's mommy. Finding the joy in this crazy family life while battling rheumatoid arthritis.
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4 Responses to 8 Years Wedded Bliss

  1. Love you guys! Goodness I’ve known you two for a long time! Happy Anniversary my dear friends!

  2. I popped over to say hello after seeing your comment on my blog. My goodness . . . you guys are cute! (I’m married to a bearded man. Kind of fond of them, but your smile is awesome too.) Happy belated anniversary! I’m working on 22 years and I agree the highs would be shorter and the lows unbearable without my Mr. Mom.

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