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For Better or For Worse



In just a few short days I will have been married to my best friend for 17 years!! The last 17 years have flown past us, and I find myself drifting back and reminiscing about our life together. This man, that I have given my heart to, that I look up to, that leads our family, that LOVES me for who I am....he is mine.

For better or for worse :)

A brief summary of our life together just so you can know how awesome he is.

On our 1st date, I collapsed and wound up at the ER with Meningitis. He stayed with me in the ER and then came over EVER day to read to me (This is when I fell in love with him). When I wound up dehydrated and had to go get fluids, he went with me! When I freaked out because  they needed to take more blood, he held my hand (pretty sure I broke some fingers...I am TERRIFIED of needles)

He stuck with me.

When we got engaged and I turned into a bridezilla...Ok maybe not that bad, but I was super stressed, he just said: "whatever you want."

He stuck with me.

When I went into preterm labor at 22 weeks, and we almost lost our baby and I was a basket case. He was there for EVERY doctor's visit. He prayed for my peace and held me and our baby up in prayer.

He stuck with me.

When we brought our baby home from the hospital and I would cry because I didn't "feel like a good mom" and I was afraid I was doing everything wrong...he would hold me close and say "you're doing everything right"

He stuck with me.

 When we lost our babies due to miscarriage...and my world shattered each time, when I was so deep in my own sadness...he was there, holding me when I cried, letting me vent when I needed to, making me smile. Reminding me that we already had our perfect baby and that one day we would be ok.

He stuck with me.

When my parents passed away, and stepping outside into a world without them was so overwhelming. he took my hand and led the way. He didn't let me lock myself away like I wanted to. He is still helping me manage my grief.

He stuck with me.

When I was was unlovable he loved me. For better or for worse, He stuck with me.

17 years of laughter, hugs, being each other sounding boards, best friends, confidants, acting silly together, making memories, raising a family, and loving each other.

 17 years....it seems like such a LONG time, and yet it hasn't been long enough. I look forward to spending the next 17 years, and more with this man by my side.

When you are spending your life with your BEST friend, it makes for the BEST life ever!




















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  1. UnknownJanuary 29, 2018 at 6:30 PM

    I'm so proud of you both. With God as the glue in your relationship nothing can or will come between the three of you. Sweet Olivia is an Angel sent from the Lord. And we are blessed and honored to have the three of you in our life. Happy Anniversary to a very special couple. We love you!!

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