There are times in your life where you just get lucky.
It was pure chance us meeting. Falling in love. Surviving a 5000 mile long distance relationship. Surviving a wedding. Surviving Immigration. Surviving life. Together.
5 years later we’re still going strong. More in love then when we got married.
Saying “yes” was the best decision I have made so far in my life.
Happy anniversary to the love of my life.
Oh wow. I am totally in love with these.
She’s amazing. (and travels, just sayin’).
Happy 5 year anniversary to me and the love of my life (in 3 days).
Happy proposal day!
6 years ago today this amazing man asked me to marry him. Since our 5 year wedding anniversary inconveniently falls at the start of finals, we’re celebrating today.
We’ve grown up a lot. Learned a lot. And it’s only been 5 years (of marriage.)
Here’s to the next 5 and the next 5 after that and the next 5 after that….
One of the things that I never took into consideration with losing weight.
See. When I was 276 lbs, I weighed more then my husband and my clothes were about the same size.
Now. There is actually a size difference between our shirts. And actually weighing less than my husband, while somewhat sexiest (especially since there is nothing dainty or petite about me), is so nice.
It was really hard for me to be heavier then him.
I always assumed I would be smaller than the man I married. I also assumed I was going to be small and dainty, which did not happen, but the weight thing did always get to me.
Now that I weigh 40 lbs less. It’s just so different for me mentally.
Weird thing to notice. But true.