It's been six years since we've said our vows. Six year of a lot of marriage in a short amount of time. Sometimes, I think we've been together much longer. Other times, I still think of myself as a brand new bride. Funny how that it is.
I married a man who knows what he wants out of life. He's very determined. We are both stubborn, and independent. He hates mushrooms. I could eat them raw. He likes a clean house. I like an organized house. He loves extreme adventure, and I am much more cautious. He's a soft rock, and acoustic kind of guy. Give me my country and rock 'n roll, and I'm a happy girl. It's fun to see how God orchestrates the differences, and blends us into a well oiled team.