You have to grow together so you don’t grow apart.
19 years ago today, I married this tall hunk of burning love. I had a white wooden lacy stool made so that I could climb up to kiss him. We had a big wedding because for me it felt like somehow in spite of everything I lived through this called for a party. I didn’t think I would get married, in fact I was just about ready to sign up for the Peace Corps when I met Greg.