This post has nothing to do with Richard, aside from the fact that dorks seem to flock together.
Today is my wedding anniversary. My husband and I have been married for 19 years. Aww!
we dated for 4 years before we were married, so that’s 23 years altogether. I was 21 and he was 22, young by today’s standards but we knew what we wanted; why wait just to appease society? that was my stance then, and although I better understand why some thought it was too young, I’d still do it all over again- it’s what was right for us.
Today on Facebook my husband wanted to mark the day & wish me a Happy Anniversary, because although we do still get each other a gift every year, we’ve done away with the fanfare. I love when he gets me flowers but it means more when I get them on days I’m not expecting them, rather than on days when greeting card companies say that I should.
his message to me was: “Happy Anniversary Kelly! I can’t believe you’ve put up with me for 19 years (but I’m glad that you did)”. sweet, right? so me, being the emotionally stunted person that I am, replied with: “right back atcha ❤ ”
he’s been teasing me about it all day. I felt bad, so I posted a sappy song to him in return with the dedication; “19 years (+4) and I still less than three you”. he thought it was a math problem.
Nowhere in Particular RA 