On 10/10, It will be six years since Hubby and I got married.
I know six years doesn't really seem like a long time but I have to tell you that it is.
In a good way.
I never really thought I would be married a second time, especially having a disabled adult child that requires time, energy and a lot of work.
Men usually run from that (or so I've seen).
Hubby actually met my family before he met me. He was J and D's neighbor and my youngest son was over at their place often to visit.
I heard about "this guy" but was too busy to meet him.
Actually, I was pretty ill at the time and was focusing on LIFE.
This did not include dating. Who wants to date a woman that has serious health problems?
Most would be running out the door as fast as they could.
Well, Jeff thought we would be a good match and introduced us.
This man was different.
He treated my youngest son like he treated my oldest son. With respect and lots of joking.
My illness, not actually fun but not a problem.
He was there and remained there.
We have been through the good, bad, and downright ugly. Or thin, thinner, thinnest-hehe.
I am so grateful that God via Jeff, brought him into my life.
I am truly blessed.
The wedding date was determined by what would be easy to remember- 10/10.
I am so thankful for the six years we have had together and God willing, we will grow older together.
The picture above is our little wedding photo.
The picture below is what we might have looked like if 10/31 had been our wedding day.
Have a fantastic weekend and count your blessings.